Petrified is the word to be in the situation Storm is in, facing against Noah, the friend who she lost contact over the years after the passing of Jane. The friend who she hoped to reconnect, however things didn't go to plan, facing Noah to decide who gets to live and who to die, now she's facing him again with determination to save him and hopefully get him free. With Devon hesitating to run and leave Storm, he reluctantly agreed and had the cultists chase after him with the stone that seemed to be controlling Noah.
With the weather becoming crazy, blueish green light coming from him, Storm wasn't sure how to handle him, help him from destroying everything around him, she turned to Imogen unable to move, unable to reach and help her from the blood around her, and help Parker who was struggling to stay awake, struggling to get control of his own body.Fearing if Zinnia and Isaac are still alive if they made it from the fall, the mayor started to laugh and putting his gun away, "With two out of the way, be prepared to join them when he takes your life as well! You won't be able to get it under control! Keep searching for one that got away! Now!"
"Noah snap out of it! This isn't you! Listen to my voice, Noah! Please you don't have to do this! Get control of your own self!"
The wind started to get stronger, Storm groaned in annoyance, the ghostly figure squeaking loudly, using the ghostly claws to attack Storm. Cutting through her clothes, cutting her with blood dripping down to the ground, Storm stood her ground, not caring about the pain and being attacked by the person she once knew. The person she knew so well when she was a child.
"I'm not going to give up on you! Not again! I'm not going to run away and let you deal with this alone! I'm here, Noah. Bring it!"
He started squealing so loudly, it can be heard through the area, Devon running from the cultists while holding the stone, heard the noise, continued running and hoping to find a way in how to handle the strange stone.Getting out of the water as it felt forever, Zinnia and Isaac couldn't help but chuckled and shared a kiss that lasted real quick when they heard a loud noise.
A large cloud covering the cliff, "That doesn't look good and I don't like this intense feeling.""This is bad. Storm is facing Noah right now and not sure what's going to happen. What should we do?"
"I don't know! But I don't like this feeling I'm having right now."
"Take a deep breath, you don't think you can contact Noah, right? Reach the human side of him and get him to snap out of it, right?"
"I don't know I can do that. I can only see the supernatural of him, I never once saw him in his human, although I can try but I'm not sure if I'm able to do it. What if it doesn't work and it would really mess me up?"
"I don't want that either but I don't think we have a choice. I really don't want to think the negative right now but you can do this. Find him and get him under control or get him to remember Storm and everything about his life before things got bad."
"It's worth a try." Finding a spot to get comfortable, the two took a deep breath, Zinnia gave Issac a kiss, "Do your thing."
"If you see me unable to hand it, do whatever you can to wake me up. Anything Zee."
"Yeah I got it. End this."
Closing his eyes and opening them to a dark void, immediately standing up to find Noah, "I know you're in here! Show yourself! Come on, Noah. Let me help you! Don't listen to the mayor and yourself free!"
Zinnia pulled out a knife and sharping some woods, ready to defend the two of them from any cultists and some mutant monsters. Looking up to the cliff, worried in how Storm is handling the situation, hoping she knows how to calm Noah down, helping him from the pain of being controlled. She gripped her weapon and heard rustling, immediately she was ready to knock out a cultist when Devon suddenly appeared, tripping over Isaac's body and dropping the stone that seemed to be glowing.
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It Lives No More
HorrorWelcome to Redwater, where everyone is friendly and helpful, great place to raise a family and explore the great outdoors. But as the town's saying goes, never stay out too late. As you can never know what's out there lurking in the dark, foggy nigh...