December 20
the day
06:22 pm
It was not time to confront Mark now. Brianna has yet realized that this became a whole world of mysteries she has to figure out all by herself. She was about to get a vision, and it was nearly overcoming her. Brianna was afraid of what might she see.
"Listen guys, I'm having a vision right now. Give me a bit of time to play it and I'm coming back."
Mark watched her in his black cold eyes that were screaming curiosity.
Then he continued lying, "Wait, what-wh-where are you going??"
Lucie was saying something but it was too late to try to listen to them. The vision cleared up in front of Brianna erasing everything around her.
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It was around sunset, she was in a room she never have been to. Mark was standing in the doorway in front of her, he is wearing the same clothes as right now. His eyes wet with tears, he was crying hysterically.
"I'm sorry Brianna, I had to lie! It was the only thing I could have done! What do you think, I enjoy watching the person I spent all my wonderful childhood being harmed over and over?! You are WRONG! You are WRONG!! WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG!"
He ran towards her, shoved her back to fall on the bed. He has an emblem!??? He got out what seemed like a pocket knife and tried to choke her.
"HOPE YOU NOW UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I LOVE DEAN AND WANT TO HELP HIM, BRIANNA. I am Sorry. I am so sorry. Send my regards to mom. I am so sorry."
But before the knife to dived and sunk in Brianna's stomach, Brianna took action. She grabbed the tiny pink lamp on her desk near the bed and broke crashed it on his head. He fell with a big thumb on to the floor, unconscious. He let out words under his breath,
"The fear ... The fear of falling ... is the reason we fall, Brianna. "
His eyes slowly closed, and he lost control over it. Brianna gasped out a scream as she saw blood sliding down his neck.
"Mark.. Are you awake?"
The vision began fading. Brianna was calm. It will never happen. Calm down, it can't be real. Not all visions come true. Not all of them.
She opened her eyes, everything seeming foggy. Mark and Lucie were looking straight at her. She smiled to assure them she is fine, though she was not. Thank god she is a good liar. She raised herself and straightened up a little too quickly, she felt light headed and fell back to where she was laying again. Holding onto Lucie's hand, she got up slowly. Mark stood near them watching.
"What did you see, Brianna?" Mark asked. Did Brianna just imagine him smiling or she was just hallucinating. Was he teasing her? No he is not, this is not a bad Mark. It took Brianna moments to realize the Mark in front of her is not the Mark in the vision.
Or maybe he is?
Or maybe not?
She looked at him in a terrified look, and he stared right back, reading through her. Lucie looked at Brianna then back at Mark.
"Brianna, what's going on?" Lucie said. Mark did not get his gaze off Brianna's eyes, but Brianna decided to cut it by answering his previous question
"Nothing, just random stuff, Mark." Brianna lied. Unlike Mark who has eyes that speak the truth, she hides truths well.
"Okay, let's continue with the story." Brianna took a moment to gain her balance and she starts wondering if Mark is on her enemies side or on her side. But what is her enemies side? And if he is on her enemies side, does she have to tell him all this? She resolved acting as normal as possible, and investigating about this later on.
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The Black Swan
FantasyOne necklace, and everything turns around in random events of unexpected people turning out to be not the way Brianna, our protagonist, thought they were. How will she get herself out of the web of complicated histories and spiral events? Will time...