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Post by .magnarock. on Feb 17, 2007 19:31:18 GMT
"Nothing."
He said, wishing Charlie would leave him alone.
"I dont want to talk about it."
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Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 19:34:14 GMT
"sure. Woteva" Charles began to undress, and was soon asleep.
[bdw, Kyli continues in "scary visions"]
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Post by .magnarock. on Feb 17, 2007 19:35:17 GMT
[kk-en]
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Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 19:35:50 GMT
[do we start another thread for the morning or not?]
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Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 19:46:32 GMT
[gtg]
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Post by .magnarock. on Feb 17, 2007 19:59:51 GMT
Sei drifted back to sleep but soon found himself in the midst of something he thought had faded from his memory into nothing but an event.
It was vivid.
Bright lights flickered in his eyes and his head filled with the smell of burning petrol. He heard screams and the sound of people running on concrete and tarmac. A seatbelt dug into his chest and he felt blood begining to trickle down his head, crimson and sticky, filling his vision. He could sense death hanging in the air and on the lips of all the people outside. Raising his aching head he saw two people, half impaled on the windscreen of the car he'd been in. Heads smashed and torn from being forced through glass. Their bodies still and lifeless, but dripping blood. The humidity was overpowering now, it was the middle of summer and fires burned all around him, filling his lungs with gas leaking out from the car. In front of him loomed the drivers seat. a man. a father. his[b/] father was coughing up blood from the broken glass in his throat. With a pained effort Sei could feel, his father turned around slowly in the chair, dark, magical eyes met each other as the click of a seatbelt being undone echoed through the dream.
Next to him he sensed his mother moving, also in agony, another car. a lorry. had smashed in behind them and she had come off the worst, the large bumper had crumpled their car's rear and metal had sliced her back. She was leaning over him, she had fallen sideways in the crash and her dark once beautiful hair, now partially matted with blood and falling over one side of him. He reached across to hold her hand as he watched the life ebb away from her face. Silent tears were shead from the three of them. Through the blood, through the screams and the roar of the flames surrounding them in their metal prison, his mother began to weakly murmer the notes of a lullaby. His father joined in, harmonising the way he had done every night scince Sei's birth. In his mind he followed the tune while watching through helpless eyes as his fathers head drooped and his sand brown hair drifted in front of his eyes as the life faded from them and his eyelids closed.
Now the only sound left in the world to Sei was his mothers soft hum next to his ear. It began to fade into nothingness as the agony and bloodloss gently took her into their realms of blackness.
Sei awoke again suddenly, tears flooding from his eyes.
"Mother. . father. . ."
He whispered, hiding his face in his hands although no-one was awake and the lights were off.
Silently he left his bed and tiptoed down into the common room so his sobs didnt wake anyone in the dormitory.
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Post by cenizobelle on Feb 17, 2007 20:08:32 GMT
It was dark in the common room. Cenizo woke up. He had fallen asleep in his chair. It was now midnight. He was about to stand up, when he heard footsteps. He looked to where they were coming from.
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Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 20:11:35 GMT
[can Kyli come, or would she be in the way?]
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Post by cenizobelle on Feb 17, 2007 20:12:20 GMT
[is she awake?]
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Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 20:13:10 GMT
[she's just had two freaky dreams, check out "scary visions"]
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