Atheist

Grandfather Clock

The aftermath as Sarah seems to be lure to something. But we have Reveon return back home? Perfectly normal?

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Heavy talk of attempt sui//de & negative talk

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The grandfather clock went on as it was just past 7 a.m. in the morning. I laid down on the couch as the ticking of the clock kept me up. The sound was so nerve wrecking, it felt like every tik was spent like hours before the next. Not even that Reveon hasn't returned. I didn't think that she would, my hopes when I saw an alternate version of herself in her room. Not even sure if it was the real Reveon, because she would sometimes sneak out without notifying me. Plus, I never even went back into the room after the alternate lashed out to attack me. Adam had the balls to go check the room but no evidence of Reveon, even her phone was still on her dresser. Meaning she never felt, meaning she is dead.

Sighing out, I just bite my lower lips. Not wanting to wish for the worse but in this day of age the worse came first. Adam had himself laying on the floor right next to me, both of us just tried to stay up if the possibility of this Reveon alternate showing up again. But only I stayed up as this was just too much for me, I couldn't handle it anymore. And that's where the symptoms of M.A.D started to make their appearance.

Kill yourself, Sarah. It was your fault for taking the job. Your fault that Reveon is now an alternate. First your brother, now your lover, sister, friend!

It was getting too much, just the other voices coming to her ears. Though it was just 7 a.m. and so bright that it slipped through torn curtains. I felt fear that a monster was just standing behind me, as my head laid on the side boards of the couch. I felt something there, whispering those things into me it felt tempting. Like a smooth tone as I sat up on the couch. I looked down at Adam, his hoodie covered over his eyes. I took soft steps around Adam, moving slowly in some trance towards the kitchen. Reveon's hunter knife was still sitting on the counter where Adam felt it.

It's right there waiting for you, Sarah! Just take it! You're so close Sarah! Come on Sarah!

I walked slowly across the living room, where it connects to an open kitchen. My body felt like it was just pulling me towards the weapon. I tried to retrieve myself from just meeting my fate. My hand slowly raised to reach out for the hunter knife.

"Sarah?" I quickly turned to the voice, my eyes widened to where the voice came from. Thinking it would be Adam, but..

"REVEON!!!" I shouted, at the end of the hallway Reveon walked out of her room looking around at the destroyed hallway. The fear as I shouted out to Reveon made her rush over to me. She quickly ran over as I fell over, my body feeling so weak like it was released from this trance. I held on to her shoulder, just crying out to her. This seemed to wake up Adam as he ran over to see me being held by Reveon.

"Reveon? You're not an alternative anymore?!" Reveon seemed confused at first as she rubbed my back. This took Adam back as he came over to help Reveon to help me stand. Both of them took my sides as they dragged me back to the couch.

"What?! I'm fine! I should ask you guys what the hell happened! My room! The hallway is destroyed!" Reveon played me down along herself right next to me. I was panting out as I just held on to Reveon not wanting to let go. Crying out on her cold shirt that smelled a little like my perfume. But I didn't think anything about it at the moment, just happy to see her. My body feels like it was just giving up on itself, which I almost took myself out if Reveon didn't call out to me.

"You! Y-you were an alternate! I thought you were…dead!" I cried out even more just placing my screams into Reveon's neck. Reveon seemed to be taken back as I stuttered out those words. Adam just watched as he went back to the kitchen, taking the rag where we clean off the black goo blood off the hunter knife. Bring it to Reveon showing her the evidence.

"Here. I was the one to cut up that alternate." Adam spoke out in a sense of pride. Cause he was the one to get a bit on the "Reveon" alternate, making it flee. A smirk just cracked on Adam's face as he showed what he accomplished. Reveon only stared at it, eyes widened but took a quick moment to rethink.

"Just…I think we just need our time to rethink and recollect ourselves." Reveon sigh as she pushes me aside a little. Getting Adam by the shoulder and taking him to the front door. I couldn't hear what she said to him before throwing him out of the door. Shutting it as she locked it. I watched her just place her hand on the back of her neck before returning back to me. She gave a small smile but with great worry for me. I reached out for her comfort, just teary eyed looking at her. Slowly Reveon walked over, bring me into a hug. Rubbing her hand over my back, with another moving the hair that got into my mouth from crying. It felt good, as she helped me. Just held me close to her, just my arms right around her. Not wanting her to release me from her comfort. But, something was wrong, a gut feeling. Reveon felt extremely cold for some reason…

Reveon always warm.

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It didn't take long before Sarah fell asleep. I carried her from the couch to her room. Getting her some better comfort of a place to sleep. I just watched her, I think for too long as I felt the pain on my face sting again. Taking my hand to my face I rushed out back into my room. Shutting my door behind me, not too loud as I put the lock on it. My room was a mess, torn up like some monster rampage through here. Which…a monster did rampage through here, me. I went over to the mirror of my dresser that was flipped over, flipping it back to its feet. Viewing myself as I see the cut on my face slowly reappear. The same one that caused so much pain but now a little healed up. It came into view as it made itself noticeable. Just a long scar across my face, I thought putting some of Sarah's makeup would help it if this didn't work. And what I mean is the ability of shifting my body to distort itself to whatever I wanted.

"So you have everything under control?" I turned quickly to see Six come out of my closet. A shirt and towel still over his head as he walked out. I could only sigh as I just slump down on the floor.

"God, what the fuck Six! How? Explain!" I groaned at him as I shouted at him in a whisper, to no even wake Sarah up. Six just stood there before taking the clothing off of him. Just moments before I felt the room, I reawakened with Six by my side. He quickly explained what happened last night. Well from what I told him, and from what he saw. He also showed me how to use these quick abilities to at least get out to make my presence known. As to check if I didn't harm Sarah or anyone else that was possible nearby. Meaning to walk out to the living and act like nothing ever happened or if I wasn't at the scene when it happened.

"I don't need to explain, you're an alternative." I grind my teeth together so tight, hurting my jaw. Digging my nails into my arms as I just shook my head. Just not believing a word he was telling me. I couldn't accept it, I couldn't process it, I couldn't…i couldn't.

"Leave…leave Six." I mumbled out, Six didn't take another breath (or if alternate even breath?) As he walked towards the window. Rocking myself like some baby child after seeing some clown chase me in my dreams. Fear came over me but I didn't affect my ability to actually have a scene of the thinking process.

"Just see me or Sta-"

"Fucken leave now!" I shouted, not taking it if Sarah heard me. But it came out as a distorted tone like a TV that lost signal. Six continued his way out of the window, even though it was day time he made his way out through the shadows of the houses. Getting up to close my window, slamming it shut. Slamming my hand on the windows just in denial. And denial is something I would feel for these new days I will live…or exist. Cause when I move my hand under my shirt to feel my heart, that skin to skin contact.

There wasn't no heartbeat.