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"W-what just happened?" I asked, dumbfounded.
I'm sitting beside Mindy in front of the screen, and to be completely honest, we have no idea what just happened.
"I... Don't know." She murmur under her breath, running her hand over her burgundy hair, messing it up.
We've been here for almost a day and we can't actually control Tori. Mindy had been pressing a series of buttons just to try and communicate with Tori after realizing what her situation is now.
"Okay. I wanna be clear here. What's exactly your purpose here?" I asked, rubbing my temple. Tori just fell asleep beside this guy named Nixon and is dreaming a random memory.
"I'm her second thoughts. I'm her consciousness. I'm the one she talks to in the middle of the night when she over thinks instead of sleeping. Im her knowledge. I don't understand." She said, both her hands on her face, practically stressed out.
Tori forgot about us. Not a pinch of memory about us. No, in fact, Tori forgot everything before this incident. I ruffled my black hair, almost as stressed as Mindy.
"Call Renade." She said, pointing at the phone beside the door. I stood up and walked to it, dialling Chimera's number. I'm pretty much sure they're all still there.
Renade's voice were heard on the other line with a faint hello.
"How's Tori?" I asked out of habit. He sighed on the other line. "She's paler than Paul by now." He said but not sounding worried however he sounded relieved for some reasons.
"She forgot about us." I said and let my arm rest on the wall as I placed my forehead on my arm. Renade was quiet since he wasn't replying at all.
"I've expected this." He said as he sighed once more. I told him I'll be hanging up and placed down the phone. I turned around to look at Mindy with a terrified look on her face, staring at the screen.
I shifted my gaze to the screen. She's having nightmares. She's dreaming of an accident, her brother dying in her arms. Tears sliding down her face, her arms filled with her brother's blood. Wails of despair were coming out of her mouth and I could sense her twitching and crying.
"Shit." I mumbled. Dream must've been with Tori. No one's handling her dreams. Mindy was panicking and tried to push any button just to stop this nightmare.
She's taking a nap, which could mean it won't be long after she wakes up. I could do something-
-That's it. I rushed beside Mindy and placed my palm just above the buttons. I started chanting spells and a reddish glow started to appear underneath my palm. I closed my eyes and tried concentrating.
"I-its working." Mindy said beside me, clutching my shirt. I continued chanting. Usually, to stop something like this, I need to keep chanting spells while she's asleep. However, there are bad effects on me which is one of the many reasons why I don't use this method a lot.
"N-nate?! Your nose is bleeding." Mindy frantically said as she took ahold of my palm to stop me from chanting more spells. I opened my eyes and brought my free hand to my face, touching the part below my nose. Its bleeding already?
"T-this is nothing." I said and wiped the blood with my handkerchief and continued chanting.
She has to wake up. I can't continue doing this.
"Tori? Tori." I heard a voice in the room. It was the speakers that were placed everywhere and It was Nixon's voice. I stopped chanting the moment I felt dizzy which made me kneel to the ground, coughing up blood.
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Hiraeth
ContoH I R A E T H (n) a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was/ If reality and fantasy collided, could you tell which one's real? Seventeen year-old Tori Evans has slept to her death. Her life has been anything but ordinary. Now...