Snow In The Dark

Confusion

The memory of how I met Jack faded from my mind when a bottle fell from Paris’ bag. He quickly turns to retrieve it but not before Riddick reaches it first. 

They stand up at the same time. Paris looks like he is about to puke and Riddick looks more threatening till Paris introduces himself.

“Paris P. Ogilvie.” He says nervously.

“Antiques dealer, entrepreneur” He says, sticking his hand out.

I watch Riddick take it with a smile growing on his face.

“Richard B. Riddick. Escaped Convict. Murderer” He says casually making me have to bite my lip to hold back a laugh.

I knew it wasn’t meant to be funny but it was from how relaxed he said it.

RIddick opened the bottle and lifted it to his mouth. Paris quickly told him that it was very expensive.

“But by all means help yourself.” He says, as Riddick downs what’s left of it.

I have to bite my cheek when I watch him hand the empty bottle back to Paris.

“Oh umm thank you.” He says, nodding his head and quickly scurrying away.

I shake my head and start my own walk behind him. Riddick behind me.

When we got to the small town they found everyone delighted including myself when we found a ship.

I didn’t bother trying to investigate further, not having much knowledge when it came to that stuff. Instead I walked around with Jack letting her expoller the different houses.

I walk around seeing all the different stuff placed around. I pick up a picture on the table in the living room seeing an average family photo inside of it.

I wrinkle my brow wondering why this was left. Looking around the house even more I realize that everything was left. If you took away the layer of thick dust everywhere it looked as if the owners still lived here. Like they would be home any minute. 

I was leaning against the wall as she played with a toy lizard. She suddenly stopped and turned around with a pair of clippers in her hand.

“Can I cut my hair?” She asks, hope filling her eyes.

“Why do you want to cut your hair?”

“Well ya know.. It’s hot here.” She shrugs, making me chuckle.

“Sure, kid. Sense, it's hot.” I say knowing good and well why she was doing it but might as well let her get it out of her system. 

She grins and rips off her hat and moves to a mettle mirror on the wall.

“I’m gonna go see if I can help the others. Come find me when you're done?”

“Yeah okay.” She says, nodding her head but not really listening to me.

Rolling my eyes I leave the house stepping into the blistering sun. I settle for walking back towards the ship but stop when I see Riddick walking by himself.

I knew I should have gone towards the others, faintly hearing some of them yelling about finding water. Maybe I even should have gone back inside and helped Jack with her hair but instead I found myself following him.

He was a bit ahead of me and so I had plenty of places to hide if he looked behind him. I don’t know what possessed me to follow him but I wanted to see what he was doing. He was meant to be such a big bad guy but I haven’t seen him do anything to earn him that title yet.

I don’t follow him for long before I lose him. Turning a corner and he is suddenly gone. I look around the different containers used as houses but find nothing.