Abreaction- Sequel to "Like A Skyscraper"

This Strange Place

I didn't get far

I ended up back at the burned house. I knew this place was bad news: the vibes from the people around me were filled with both fear and confusion. It smelled of death and tragedy, negative vibes going off everywhere

It was as confusing as the first time I woke up

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I found myself walking. I don't know where, but I was walking. I faintly remember being in the woods, there was this strange black stuff on my clothes and face. I don't know why, but I knew I couldn't stay here long. I felt danger here, I could feel that a tragedy happened here, and I didn't want to stick around.

Moving towards the lake I tried washing the black stuff away from my face. The water was dark and murky, barely doing anything for the caked-on goo.  

I had scrubed my moouth raw, the putrid taste of lake water making my tongue scrunch in disgust, But that wasn't it. There was this stench, it was a combination of someone screaming, fear running high and hearts pounding like war drums. It was like an elephant had just sat down on my chest and was applying more and more pressure. I saw a road, and decided that my best bet was to follow it out of this place.

As I walked I stuck to the treeline, nervously hoping that I would continue on my journey without any confrontation.

Suddenly I saw a car on the side of the road. It was dark red, and smoke was coming out from the front. I moved deeper into the thicket, moving around it to see there was an aged woman by the front. One hand was on her hip while the other was holding a cellphone. Frustration radiated off of her like the suns rays. I could feel her emotions swirling around; confusion, annoyance, doubt

She then noticed me. The frustration and annoyance withered into the primary confusion, then bolted into fear. She stared at me with large doe eyes before her heart beat went back to normal. That was another strange thing: I could hear her heartbeat. She spoke, but it was like I was underwater. I tried speaking, but it was like I was frozen. I stepped out from the thicket, my hands close to my chest for protection. She spoke, but again, underwater

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I moved towards the steps, climbing up and walking towards the right. I don't know why, but I felt like there was an important room there. Opening the door, I was greeted by an empty room. 

For some reason I was disappointed

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"This is your room now" The woman opened the door and I noticed two beds, one of them occupied  by another girl. She was younger, but her know-it-all aura nearly knocked me out

"Who the hell is this?" She spat

"This is your new roommate, Jane. Jane, meet Emily" They gave me the name Jane because I couldn't remember my own

I waved, not willing to befriend this brat. Three things radiated from this Emily: Pride, Superiority, and Hatred. I could feel that this girl was a narcissist, but time would have to tell if she really was

"Couldn't she stay with someone else?" Emily snapped looking over her Stephen Hawkings book

I walked into the room, placing my things on the bed

"Get that off!" The woman yelled "I just did the sheets!" 

"Sorry" I murmured

"Well you better me" The woman replied as quiet as she probably could. But it was as audible as if she had said it normally

"You won't last long" The girl muttered gleefully

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me bitch" She smirked "You're weak and helpless. You won't last a week here"

"You barely know me, how can you say that?" I asked, hoping to see if she really was a narcissist

"Because I can tell when someone's weak and when someone's decent. And you are pathetic"

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I shuddered from the memory, wishing there wss a way to just delete the painful memories and keep the good ones. 

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to supress my emotions. Both mine and others. I took several deep breaths, and slowly all the emotions from downstairs and all my own were distanced

BANG!

My eyes shot open at the explosion. I scrambled up and rushed towards the window to see how bad the explosion was.  Looking out the window I saw a town. It was faint, and only a skyline, but it was still there. 

I sighed in relief. The town was still there

It was getting late, so I decided to stay here in the burned house. There was still a bed with a matress on it. Charred, but still better than facing the outdoors

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Author's Note: So yeah I thought I'd start this up again. I'm going to breeze by Season 3 episodes so they're may not be as much confrontation between my OC and the characters, but THEY WILL MEET AGAIN! Trust me on that :} Thanks to everyone that stuck with the story!!!!!!