Ran, Running, and Will Run By Maddiff Rel

Reunion

Time freezes, and in an instant, you are brought to the stairs of the temple that used to be in the distance.

Did I do that? you think.

"To answer your doubtful thoughts, yes, that was you that just ran over here, Aeva." an old man with white hair, a long white beard, tattered jeans, and a heavy, fluffy coat says calmly as if he knows you don't understand. You don't.

"Come quickly, before it finds you again," he says in a hushed and hurried tone, much different then what he was like before, "I will explain everything, just go."

Once you get inside, he asks you if you want anything like soup, tea, or water. You decline nervously, and he backed off noticing this.

"How do you know my name? I'm not even sure that I know it," you ask.

"Do you really not remember? Man, heh, he must of done a number on you."

"Who excactly is 'he'?"

"In due time, my dear. First, I have something to show you."

"No, first, tell me your name," you demand harshly.

"Woah, no need to get feisty," he replies, "My name is Myron."

"Alright, Myron, show me what you wish."

Myron brings you to a room that could be a bedroom. The doorway is arched with double doors leading into a large, open room. In this room there are many bookshelves with volumes upon volumes of books and novels, a window that looks over the frozen landscape, and two nightstands resting on either side of a two-person bed. Someone is in the middle of the bed presumably ill or injured. You recognized the destinctive platinum-blonde hair first apart from many other features on his body such as scars and the bandages holding his ribcage together.

"Josh..." you wisper under your breath.

"Well, at least there's someone you recognize," Myron says, "I mean, it's not like you could've recognized the base, me, or that this is your bedroom that you are standing in."

"Aeva...? Is that you?" Josh says, grunting.

"Honestly, I don't know," you say, disappointed in your failure to respond with a precise answer to the only person you "know" in any form of the imagination, "I woke up running, and I tripped... a-and hit my head. I had a vision that... that seemed to be a memory with... you in it. Th-the village... it's gone."

Your voice cracks, and you break down sobbing. You had know idea why, but memories came and left as if they were in a fast slideshow.

Josh stands up and holds you in his arms weakly, "It's okay. Yes, Pui was demolished, left in ashes. That is why we ran. We ran as far as we could, and took shelter here. You, Myron, and I were the only survivors of that attack, and for months you have been missing out in the tundra. Aeva, what happened to you?"

"I-I don't know!" you shout in a mix of frustration and sadness, for the memories of Pui kept coming and going.