The End of Summer Days PT 1

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*After 3 days of reflective traveling home using her stand, Joanne arrives home to find it completely quiet and empty. She walked up the stairs to her room and found a necklace laying on her pillow with a note attached to it.*

Joanne: Hm, so Joey made this, huh? Looks weird.

*She threw it across her room and slumped down into her bed. She thought about all that had happened leading up to her confrontation with Marshall. She finally remembered the hospital and all that had happened. She remembered taking the life of the man who knocked her mother unconscious. The entire altercation had become crystal clear to her, and she was worse off for it. She summoned her stand to see it clearly and noticing that it had change. The cage that masked it's face before was no longer, a clear and visible face marked with large black arrows pointing upward and covering it's eyes that were a crimson red color.*

Joanne: Unmasked and unbound. I guess this means that now that I remember everything, I have access to abilities that I didn't know about before college. There was so much that I could use it for now...maybe I should get myself familiarized with the stuff. Ugh, no, I don't have time for that. Plus, for the first time in a long while, I'm depressed. Can't even think straight...maybe it was better that I don't ever use it again. I...I can't use it knowing that I could lose control at any moment.

*Joanne places her phone on "do not disturb" before playing music that plays loudly enough to echoes through the empty home. She falls fast asleep becoming unaware that she in fact was not alone and under the watchful eye of multiple beings who dwelled in the shadows. The front door opens and in steps Joey from soccer practice. He looks around and takes a deep breath taking a load off.*

Joey: Mom is still in New York, Joanne is still at college and I'm stuck here alone. At least that creep won't be coming around for a while.

*He lifts his head up and listens closely hearing music playing from upstairs. He cautiously proceeds upstairs drawing closer to the noise coming from Joanne's room. Update n learning that the noise indeed came from his older sister's room, he ran toward it and opened it up without a second thought seeing her lying there asleep. He notices the cuts and bruises on her body and dress as well as the smoke damage in her red dress that she was wearing. He looks over at her dresser noticing a tiny robot-like creature appearing to give him the thumbs up to which he returns the kindness with one of his own believing them to be something Joanne brought home and quietly leaves.*

Joey: Joanne's back? I wonder when she got here. I have to tell her about the crazy stuff that's been happening around here since she left. And when did she get into playing with action figures?

*Joey left to take a shower leaving Joanne to rest peacefully. After about three hours, Joey falls fast asleep reading his comic books. Joanne woke up from nap and went downstairs to get something to drink where she is startled by a noise. She turned on the light and saw the robot figures trying to help one another out of Joey's unzipped backpack. They stop in their tracks looking at her, creating a silence in the air.*

Joanne: I can see you!

M.A.W.: No you can't!

*Joanne became extremely confused and opted to reach for a broom to swat them down. They both scream to attract more of their kind resulting in a lot of them coming from various cabinets, cracks and crevices. They conjoin to form the likeness of a stop sign even going so far as to alternate red shades of colors.*

M.A.W.: CEASE YOUR ACT OF VIOLENCE OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE MEASURES TO ENSURE OUR SAFETY AND THE SAFETY OF THE RESIDENCE WITHIN THE HOUSEHOLD.

Joanne: I AM A RESIDENT OF THIS HOME.

M.A.W.: Likely story, but we're gonna have to ask you to leave.

Joanne: What? This is my home! I live here! My room is the first door at the top of the stairs. Who even are you and why are you here?

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