She'd left Rhy'din a couple of days ago. In fact, she wasn't all too far from the city yet. She'd finally come to a stop for the night, and settled down on the bed roll she had brought with her. She stared up at the sky for a long time, just studying the two moons and the stars as they shone in the darkness. Eventually she stretched out, and closed her eyes. Within seconds, a heavy sense of peace fell over her.
Then it felt like she was falling, and falling, and falling some more. It felt like forever. Then it felt like she hit a cement floor. She jolted awake, and simply stared at the room around her. In fact' she stared for a long"long time. It was mid-day, and the sunlight filtered through the window, and illuminated the bedroom of her childhood. Her dolls, her clothes, her everything was still there. Still untouched, and untainted by screams and smoke. She'd always had dreams of what had happened. Not of how things had been before. And this" it didn't feel like a dream to her. But it had to be, right' Slowly, she uncurled her body, and moved to get to her feet, since she was somehow on the floor.
Slowly, she inhaled, and stepped forward a couple of steps. Towards the door. Her hand hesitated briefly above the door knob, and in that time, someone else had the knob turning. Immediately, she scrambled backwards, tripped over her own feet, and landed on her butt. By the time she had looked up, there was a younger version of herself standing before her with wide amber green eyes. She lunged forward, and jerked the girl towards her, before she pushed the door shut.
"Hey! Lemmegowhatareyoudoinginmyroom' MOOOO-" She clasped her hand over the girls mouth, before she could continue the wail for her mother. "Shush. Please don't scream. It's not' I'm not going to hurt you? Or would it be me" I ah.." she paused, and let go of the girl, who scrambled back and turned to face her.
"What?"
"I don't know anymore! I thought this was all a dream! You! You're me, just younger" and momma" and daddy...they're still alive. And Josh too?"
"Uh-huh. And I think you're crazy. Why wouldn't they be alive" Nothin's happened to anyone. And there's no way you're me. You're" well" You're old."
Her younger self's words made her head hurt. They made her want to curl up and pray that she'd be woken up from whatever god awful, and cruel dream this was. It was torture, knowing her family was still alive" and well, she could go and see them. She'd make them as confused as she knew her younger self was. Seconds later there was a black shimmer in the air, and then she felt like she was falling again. Maybe she was falling through time. That'd explain what she just experienced. Once again, she hit concrete, and jolted, hopefully, into what she thought was being awake.
Then it felt like she was falling, and falling, and falling some more. It felt like forever. Then it felt like she hit a cement floor. She jolted awake, and simply stared at the room around her. In fact' she stared for a long"long time. It was mid-day, and the sunlight filtered through the window, and illuminated the bedroom of her childhood. Her dolls, her clothes, her everything was still there. Still untouched, and untainted by screams and smoke. She'd always had dreams of what had happened. Not of how things had been before. And this" it didn't feel like a dream to her. But it had to be, right' Slowly, she uncurled her body, and moved to get to her feet, since she was somehow on the floor.
Slowly, she inhaled, and stepped forward a couple of steps. Towards the door. Her hand hesitated briefly above the door knob, and in that time, someone else had the knob turning. Immediately, she scrambled backwards, tripped over her own feet, and landed on her butt. By the time she had looked up, there was a younger version of herself standing before her with wide amber green eyes. She lunged forward, and jerked the girl towards her, before she pushed the door shut.
"Hey! Lemmegowhatareyoudoinginmyroom' MOOOO-" She clasped her hand over the girls mouth, before she could continue the wail for her mother. "Shush. Please don't scream. It's not' I'm not going to hurt you? Or would it be me" I ah.." she paused, and let go of the girl, who scrambled back and turned to face her.
"What?"
"I don't know anymore! I thought this was all a dream! You! You're me, just younger" and momma" and daddy...they're still alive. And Josh too?"
"Uh-huh. And I think you're crazy. Why wouldn't they be alive" Nothin's happened to anyone. And there's no way you're me. You're" well" You're old."
Her younger self's words made her head hurt. They made her want to curl up and pray that she'd be woken up from whatever god awful, and cruel dream this was. It was torture, knowing her family was still alive" and well, she could go and see them. She'd make them as confused as she knew her younger self was. Seconds later there was a black shimmer in the air, and then she felt like she was falling again. Maybe she was falling through time. That'd explain what she just experienced. Once again, she hit concrete, and jolted, hopefully, into what she thought was being awake.