Dream Weaver

2. Greer's birthday

Finally, my birthday, October 8th I am finally 18. I wake up go to school, everyone wishes me a happy birthday, then after school. Fred and I go to the arcade, poor Fred, never too creative when it comes to staling. Fred looks at his phone. “Hey Greer, I’m bored lets go to your house.” “Sure, did Aura finish her decorations?” “Yep…HEY!!!” I laugh as we walk towards my house.

(Greer to your right)

“Greer, Fred don’t go in.” “Who said that?” I ask Fred, it sounded like…suddenly bright lights appear over head. “What the hell?” I run inside “Surprise Gre…” no time I grab Aura and we run out. We all start to run, from what I don’t know, but I doubt I want to find out. We finally stop running bout a mile away as we hide in someone’s back yard, Fred’s breathing is heavy.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!” Fred yells between breathes. “Shhh…whatever is going on, I don’t want to be caught. Did you hear Zek’s voice?” I asked Fred. He shakes his head. “Well then, you need to get your hearing checked, boss.” Zek says as he slinks out from behind a bush, wounded with cuts and gashes, gripping the magnum I wove him. “oh no…what happened?” Aura says holding me tight. “Aura heal him, Fred make a weapon, this doesn’t look like its going to be easy.” I instruct them. They both do into their stances as Zek lays still. I close my eyes, focus on the image of my favorite Colt as I move my hands to my chest, palms facing. Aura heals, Fred weaves some spiked brace knuckles and I weave my Colt Spec Op. (the Colt from the Prologue) Aura takes her time carefully weaving Zek’s wounds together, putting everything where they need to be. As soon as my Colt is wove I put it down and start on 3 full clips of .45 cal rounds. As I finish with my ammo I start on quick rounds for Zek’s Magnum (quick rounds are 6 rounds on a round holder that allows you to reload all 6 rounds at once, for a revolver.) I make 5 quick rounds for him and start breathing hard. “Too much too fast, Greer. You gotta slow down.” Fred says to me. “ok how bout you make something else, something with longer reach then those brace knuckles?” Fred thinks for a second and starts weaving. Few seconds later and lots of sweat, he weaves a bat with nails sticking out of it. “Better?” he says improved with himself. Aura finishes healing Zek right after Fred makes his nail bat.

“There, he’s fixed.” Aura said grasping to me, with a few drops of sweat on her brow. I haven’t seen her work this hard in a long time, still impressive that she could do all that and only be barely sweating. Zek slowly sits up. “You ok?” “I’m good thanks to Aura.” I hand him the quick rounds I made. He nods and pockets them. “So what’s going on? What is all this? Why were you hurt?” “They are after us, everything we thought we knew was wrong, we are experiments and there is no way to break out of this place. Shady Pines isn’t a town, it’s a dome, we are all prisoners, test subjects, guinea pigs…”