The Force In Your Hands

Picnic

"Luna... Luna... Luna..." I heard the voice whispering, but I couldn't figure out where it was coming from because everything around me was still covered in darkness.
"Luna. Over here." I turned my head slowly. It hurt, roaring and pounding. For a short time, I didn't know what had happened anymore.
"Luna..." I recognized a figure coming up towards me. Their shades were blurred and wouldn't get any sharper, as if I had a problem getting the picture right with a camera. But with every step, the figure took, it got sharper until I eventually recognized it completely.
"Julia!" I shouted. She smiled at me. She was older than in the memory of the man in the frock. Her blonde hair was tucked back into a ponytail, and around her green eyes brimming over with life, she got laughter lines when she laughed.
"I want to show you something. And with that, I want to show you, why I can only visit you in your dreams. Actually, I'm not allowed to show you this yet, but I guess I can make an exception here. Because I know what it feels like not knowing anything. And that feeling is not nice." She winked at me and the surrounding changed.
We were standing in the town park. It was summer and many people were outside. A boy, around seventeen years old, was playing with his dog that was barking excitedly. On the sandy paths that passed through the whole park, people were jogging or on a stroll. Here and there a bench was sat on, and in the meadow, there were people playing soccer and others picnicking.
The family of three Julia was pointing at now was picnicking as well. The mother was playing with her small child which was not more than one year old. The father, a brown-haired, tall, pretty man with glasses just came back from the ice cream stand with two scoops of ice cream.
"Thede you go. Chocolate, your favorite." The mother, unmistakably Julia, took the ice cream.
"Thanks, James." Julia kissed him on the cheek. Then she turned towards the baby again while eating her ice cream. James deepened into a book and forgot about his ice cream. At least until it dropped onto his shirt and he put the book aside angrily to get the stain off provisionally. Then he took the book again. When he put it away again, it had become darker already.
"Honey, it's time. We should pack our stuff." Julia nodded and they packed their stuff and headed towards home. Out of the park and into the dusty roads. They had to walk for a bit of time, but then they were there. They were standing in front of a townhouse. James, who had the baby in his arm, searched for his keys. When he found it, he opened the door.
"Honey, are you coming?" James pointed towards the door.
"I need to get something from the car for tomorrow. I've already forgotten it yesterday, and if I forget it again today, Jeff's gonna rip my head off." Julia smiled, and James nodded to tell her he had understood. He went into the house and left the door open.
Julia had to follow the street for about twenty meters until she would get to her car.
Shortly before she got to it, she heard a swish from the bushes behind her. Julia stopped. She frantically turned around, but she couldn't see anyone.
She carried on, but her steps had gotten faster and wider. She pulled the sleeves of her jacket over her fingertips and crossed her arms in front of her body as if the temperature had fallen drastically all of a sudden. At her car, she stopped and hectically searched for her keys in her jacket.
"Good evening, Julia. What are you still doing outside so late?" Julia stopped in the attempt to find her keys in her pocket and turned around promptly, "What do you want again Max?" she bawled when she saw the figure of a man who had just stepped out of the bushes.
"The same as always. Your power." Max had black hair and was covered in black clothes as well, so you wouldn't have seen him if he hadn't stood in the glow of a lamp. He lifted his head which he had held down until now, and I gaped. One of his eyes was green while the other one was red like fire.
"And I'm telling you the same as always. You're not gonna get it," Julia said and turned her attention towards her jacket again, pulling out her keys a second later.
"Honey, don't go too far. You know I'm gonna get it anyways. The boss is angry with you already." Max had stepped right behind her and whispered in her ear dangerously.
"I don't care about your boss." She turned towards him, looked into his eyes, and pushed him away from her.
"He told me if you're jackknifing again today, I should bring your daughter as well. Where is she, by the way?" Max took a step closer towards Julia again, grinning mischievously.
"Leave Luna out of it!" Julia got angry and shouted at him. I supposed the baby was Julia's daughter, me.
"So, are you gonna give me your power?" Max asked again, grinning triumphantly. Apparently, he thought that if he blackmailed Julia, he'd get her power.
"You're getting nothing from me." Julia compressed her lips until I could barely see them. Then, she squeezed out, "If anything, it's my dust." Max looked at her confused while Julia closed her eyes. She murmured something, and then she dissolved.