The Missing Astronaut (Original) [Complete]

Synolomynd [Part 2]

•Written by: Athena Guarda

• Synolomynd [ Part 2: En Route ]

"Yup, yeah, BUT SHE SENT YOU BLEEDING, AM I RIGHT!?"

- Stephen complained.

*Catherine: Yup. His nose and mouth healed.

*Francis: Oh.

*Albert: Get on now or I'm leaving.

*Catherine: I forgot something in the mansion, I'll go get it.

*Stephen: I bet it's makeup.

*Francis: She never wears makeup except for events. That's her natural beauty.

*Stephen: So you think she's pretty?

*Francis: Yes—

*Stephen: She has a deceased husband.

*Francis: —But did I say I like her?

*Albert: Yeah, common sense, Stephen.

-----> Catherine came back after 4 minutes with a bag.

*Stephen: What's in the bag?

*Catherine: It's a secret, lady things...

*Albert: From what she said, I think it's sanitary pads and tampons.

*Catherine: Uhm... Kind of, and some things as well like paper and calligraphy ink and pens and letters and a picture of Louis.

*Stephen: We didn't need to know that.

*Catherine: Not because I miss him, well I do but... This might give us help. Louis was very close with a family last name Desdemona that lives at Prestomyndz: Andante Village, Synolomynd.

*Stephen: We could've got that information last night.

*Catherine: I just remembered that earlier when we were at your dorm, don't judge.

*Albert: Fight here and don't get on.

*Catherine: Fine.

-----> They get on the carriage and started their travel. Catherine then started a conversation.

"So, how's the travel? I know we have been on for 6 minutes—"

*Francis: You're sitting in front of us, why Stephen has to be beside me?

*Stephen: Why? You want to be beside Catherine?

*Francis: Did I say anything?

*Catherine: You still have feelings for Dasha.

*Francis: Love is unbeatable, and you know that. Love can drive you crazy, if not; you're heartless. You're obsessed into finding lord Louis' dead body because you love him.

----> Because of this, they stood silent.
Catherine then changed the topic.

- "Stephen, you said that let's talk about your therapist next time. This time is next time."

*Stephen: Well, uhm...

*Francis: Go on.

*Albert: May I listen as well?

*Catherine: The fact that I thought that the carriage was noise proof.

*Albert: Doesn't mean the carriage is enclosed doesn't mean it's noise proof. I'll listen from here.

-----> "Okay then..." Stephen replied, "When both of my parents died, I was 5 years old. My grandmother only took care of me. Louis was my only friend—"

-    "So I'm nothing to you back then?" Francis complained, "So I was like an invisible entity to you?"

"I didn't meant that!" Stephen replied, "This was the time I haven't met you yet, jeez Francis."

"I thought I'll be forgotten again."
— Francis

-  "Ouch, Francis. I didn't know you were that hurt." Albert said from outside.

"You just never knew..." Francis said this as he looks through the window.

"Let's change the topic! Stephen, please continue." Catherine said.
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• June 6, 1866 – Ernest Peter Kindergarten School.

-   We became friends, Louis was nice. We read books everyday, write songs. One day, when I came back home... There wasn't a home, it was ashes and burnt wood. They died by fire, I never knew if it was arson or just an accident made by my parents. I stayed with my grandmother. I get false awakenings for about 3 layers about my mother but mostly my father, so my grandmother being my legal guardian, sent me to a local therapist. I sat on a chair filled with scratches every session... I remember our exact conversation.

*Therapist: I am your therapist, John Williams.

* Young Stephen: Hello, Dr. John...

*John: You might probably think why is there scratches on the chair, do you?

*Stephen: Yes... What happened?

*John: Well, some of my patients can't handle things and lost their sanity and went to a room filled with the color white with no noise, it's called a "white room. "
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"Who would tell a child about a white room?!" Catherine complained aloud.

*Francis: Remember, it's not soundproof.

*Albert: Shut up, I'm trying to listen.
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-----> I got scared, because what if I also loose my sanity? We talked about my false awakenings.

*John: Do you dream about things?

*Young Stephen: Yes...
It's about my parents—

*John: Be mature. I heard your parents died in a fire, in fact I never knew they would die.

*Young Stephen: I have a question,  Dr. John.

*John: And what is it?

*Stephen: We live somewhere away from the town and close to the woods, we didn't have any neighbors.

*John: What? I killed your parents.

----> He set the arson. So, I saw a ribbon and used it to tie his hands and gave him to the police. I didn't have evidence, but he confessed to the police.
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*Francis: Wow. Not surprised.

*Stephen: What do you mean!? I also have a question, what time do you sleep?

*Francis: Well... At 9, and when the clock hits 9, I'll never get up from bed unless if the sun rised.

*Albert: Shut up, we're going to take a rocky road, you might bite your tongue.