I remind him sullenly, that familiar pang I’ve been carrying for weeks comes back to nestle in my chest and my fear subsides, overpowered by my longtime companion and shadow. Heartbreak.
Lorey……
It’s a soft, regretful whisper of my name, that tears my heart strings.
He doesn’t get to finish whatever it is he’s going to say, when a deafening, painful, scream; so insanely loud, high pitched, blood curling in its reverberation, tremors through the house and vibrates everything around me. My head, my body, my brain, and the surrounding forests, shake and stutter in such a way that my whole-body spasms aggressively. It turns my blood to ice instantly, frozen still in fear, and catapults me out of my own head like a vicious eject button that sends me crashing to the floor heavily.
It’s the loudest, most painful noise I’ve ever felt in my life and the overwhelming nausea and agony it inflicts on me in that moment sends me reeling across the floorboards, scrambling nails on slippery surface, to fight the penetrative pain of my brain near exploding. In a crumpled heap, gasping in terror. It feels like something physically swept through the walls, like an invisible wall of power and chaos and rendered me completely useless.
What the fuck? What the hell was that? Lorey? Lorey… answer me?
Colton’s panic-stricken tone dances through my mind but I’m still reeling from the internal vibrations consuming my every nerve ending, from that god-awful noise which seems to be pulsing around me as my senses fade in and out. My body twitching and I don’t feel right at all.
It’s done something to me. I’m weak and unable to move, barely able to breath as though all my organs are struggling to fight the pulse or function. Pulling myself slowly to lay flat on my belly, I try to haul myself to the door. Head pulsating with the aftereffects of whatever that was, brain bruised and throbbing, and though it’s no longer blasting, I can feel something in the air around me. Like an invisible thick smog holding me down, swiping my ability to get up, as though it’s sucking all the oxygen and energy away.
Colton….? something’s wrong…. I can’t get up.
I gasp for air, head swimming with stars and darkness invading my vision, trying so hard to pull myself up. I’m wracked in pain and have no strength to fight it. I’m powerless, and as the effects of whatever that was have rendered me completely useless, I lose the ability to link to Colton too. Feeling him drop out of my head on my end, as though my gift ceases to be before blankness fully smacks me in the face and I pass out.
Vanka
I wake up groaning, spitting blood and phlegm and scramble to get off the floor in the pitch black of my room. The hot fluid running down the sides of my face tell me my ears are bleeding, my heads aching like it just got stomped repeatedly, and I’m so dizzy I can’t seem to focus on anything. The air is deathly cold, and I scrape my hands around the dusty wooden floor to get my bearings. I’ve no idea what’s happened, why there’s no light anymore, or why I’m so messed up, dazed, and confused and my body aches badly.
The air is filled with noises so terrifying I freeze in utter fear as they filter through and I pick them apart, stilled as I listen and try to make sense of what they are. My heart grippe din icy terror.
Screaming…. howling. Wails of despair, and sobbing. Something else too, a weird almost chatter like taunting noise, that I swear is exactly how I would imagine the devil would sound laughing. It sends the fear of god through me and I shudder violently, pulling myself up to huddle on my ass, aware I can move again if a little slowly with great effort. My limbs are insanely heavy and I’m hazy and not all the way here.
The air is filled with a metallic stench, so intense it makes me gag, completely vile in its density and although I have no idea what’s going on, my internal instincts are warning me to be very, very afraid. I shiver and curl up into a ball, trying to be small as childhood instincts take over, swallowing down the urge to cry and struggle to not gasp as much, because it’s making me lightheaded. I screw up my eyes to get them to adjust to the pitch blackness faster to make out all the forms and shapes of my room. My sight adjusting quickly and letting me see some of my surroundings.
There’s a sudden thud, thud, thud, that piques my attention like a sixth sense and echoes my way softly, my stomach turning with fear induced nausea as I zone into it. I hold my breath and freeze, as still as a statue, as I tune in, trying to focus all my effort on what it is. It’s less imposing than the rest of the noises, sort of dull, and heavy, and foreboding, but it’s slicing through and pulling my painful hearing it’s way, demanding attention. Getting closer, I can feel it, almost like each thud syncs with my heartbeat and my pain drops to my stomach with every bang of its intimidating noise. I tremble inside with extreme terror, knowing that it’s coming my way.
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