||Hello Neighbour: A Better Timeline||

||Chapter 104: Bad Things Are Going To Happen||

Molly paced the backyard, Christmas was coming soon and while Leonard wasn't always there especially with his career in the music industry. . . But still.
She knows Delory was going go see Sonic 3 with his friends so, what could they do for Christmas.

From his bedroom, Delory could tell his mom was stressed out.
He knew it was hard, dad getting arrested and finding that all out but he wanted to make her happy, maybe find the best gift possible.

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Norman woke up, not his living room but in The Golden Apple Factory.
But why here, was he about to be pulled back into a nightmare of reliving the days of being tortured?
"Norman Darbly."
A figure approached him.
"Guess you were able to get here without triggering a nightmare or waking your conscious up."
It was a Cultist.
"Why. . . Why is this happening, this isn't a regular dream. . . Feels more like a lucid dream."
The Cultist shrugged,"It's a deeper part of your mind, locations and places that have meaning to you, your subconscious which is currently taking of a Cultist, I don't know why but perhaps because we know more because of everything.", they approached Norman, they didn't sound familiar but. . . Norman nods,"Right, I guess. . . So why am I here?", "I guess because Leonard's words got to you, saying your dreams are somewhat more clear after you died here.", Norman looked away,"I still don't know what he means, 'harness a power', so far all my nightmares and dreams could be explained by my fears but then why do they keep coming true in the real world?!", Cultist fiddled with their hands,"Well. . . Your dreams, if they're coming true, do you feel like they're not dreams but rather. . . Memories?", Norman frowned, the Cultist continued,"Amd you're seeing through someone's eyes at times or just floating into a plane of existence?", Norman didn't understand, mean. . . Kind of, he got the idea.
The Cultist then approached with caution, resting his hand on his shoulder,"Look, just try. . . Don't think about how you do it, just relax, don't think about me, the factory and it will come to you naturally.", Norman sighed, he didn't have anything to lose and what else would do he in a dream, better this than triggering a nightmare of being tortured.
So he tried to relax himself, clear his mind and let his brain do the rest.

When Norman opened his eyes again, he was in the Weather Station but there was this. . . Odd purple lighting.
Turning around, he saw Robert!
But. . . Norman could see he was angry about something, holding in his hand a VHS tape and staring at the computers that were blurred.
"No more being the nice guy. . . I'll ensure their lives of misery and misfortune. . . And if I don't live to see it, I'll meet them down in hell.", was Robert talking anlht the Forest Protectors? That's all Norman could think of but. . . He began to reach for the tape, he didn't know why but he felt like it was important.
But upon approaching and getting so close to grabbing it, in a blink the room was filled with a purple light and something flashing green and blue, making Norman's eyes hurt and stumble backwards.

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Norman woke up. . . Back in his living room.
What was that light at the end?

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Madison was happy to see Blake,"It's good your injury is clearing up.", Blake nods, touching were the Mayor had punched him and cut him,"Yeah, I'm glad too and thanks for helping me move things for Christmas, getting use to the ADHD medication and finding a rheum, bit messy currently.", Madison nods,"Understandable, I also wanted to know if you and Finch would be interested in joining me and Ivan for Christmas dinner  if you'd like, we would be more than happy to have you both.", Finch listened from above, already on board with the invite with the possibility she didn't have to have Christmas dinner with her mom as that was always awkward and she'd get to spend time with Ivan.
"Sounds brilliant, we'd love to accept your invite."
That and her dad gets to have dinner with Madison.

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'Theodore Masters Peterson'
Nicky looked up,"That's your full name?", Mr Peterson nods,"Yep; My mother's maiden name, before she married my father she was Adelle Masters and when they got married she took my Dad's last name and it became mine middle name.", Mya was leaping with joy at the ride drawings, she was so excited about the rides.
"Your drawings look so amazing by the way, I can see why Mya and Aaron have been so excited."
Mya and Aaron nods as they point out each detail in his drawings, it was nice.

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Keith looked up from his notes, Gerda looking more tired. . . He didn't blame her, Leslie and herself were close and with all that's happened.
"So you admit to tampering with The Golden Apples with the goal to nab victims?"
"Yes. . . I was in charge, as the only one that knew how to make them. . . It was horrible, I had no choice. . . And I'm guessing Quentin and Beatrix told you about Crowface?", Keith nods,"Yes, kind of. . . They've been at each other's throats and all we got this person is strong, fast, hates reporters like them for a reason I will be asking about, and had some good ability to mimic voices with a voice changer.", Keith shuffled through the papers,"And both gave us locations Crowface could hide, and insisted this person was an animal or monster. . .", then there was a noise, not sure what but might be the pipes or Leonard.
"Listen. . . Listen. . ."
He turned to Gerda, who looked more scared and shaken as she looked around the room.
"Bad things are going to happen soon. . ."