I feel myself being pulled in and out of consciousness, opening my eyes to a black tinged world. The light lasts only a few minutes, then I feel myself drifting away again, to an ocean of delirious dreams.
Vague voices come and go, fading and eventually disappearing, like whispers blown away by the wind. A swarm of unfamiliar, warped faces cloud my subconsciousness, fading into each other and breaking apart into a million pieces.
The faces disappear and a veil of darkness is drawn over the endless confusion of dreams. There is nothing but black. A single beam of light then appears within the core of the dark void. A figure appears in the light; a boy with a wreath of fire-red hair.
I try to scream for him, but my voice catches in my throat and is forced back down into my lungs before I can manage to call out. I cough hysterically, and even the harsh sound escaping from my lips can't be detected in this emptiness.
I focus on Finn through my watering eyes. His own eyes are wide with fear, and he seems to be saying something. He doesn't seem to see me, so I watch closely as his lips move in an attempt to speak.
I want to scream at him, tell him i'm here, find out what he's saying. But I can't make sense out of the jumble of words. Suddenly, I see him pause, his lips drawn into an "o". His mouth closes, setting his jaw into a rigid line of frustration.
The beam of light slowly begins to fade to black again, and there's nothing I can do as Finn disappears into the darkness, as effortless as fog on a windy day.
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Sub Zero
General FictionWhen Crystal Smith was just a child, tragedy tore her family apart and drove her mother into a period of depression. To dull the pain, Ellie Smith began drinking and eventually became an abusive alcoholic. Crystal was truly alone, with no siblings...
