Another World

A Wizard's Tale Part 4

Guys I'm going on a huge vacation and I won't be able to update for awhile. I'll update as soon as I can though, I promise!

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•---Past Louis---•

Red.

Do other colors even exist?

Was there a such thing as a rainbow?

At this point I wasn't completely convinced of anything.

Maybe colors are just a trick, a magic show put on by wizards, and the world is only red and nothing else. Not a bright circus red either, but a crimson, deep, dark, musty red. And maybe the sun isn't real either. Who's to say it's not some witch casting a spell? It wouldn't surprise me. Perhaps all good things are a trick. Maybe all happiness doesn't truly exist and we only believe it does. Everything we see- it could all be one big trick. And maybe it's not even someone else's trick- it could be our own. We could be our own greatest enemy, having faith in foolish things such as the sun. And maybe our greatest downfall is curiosity. Haven't you heard the saying curiosity killed the cat? Maybe we are too curious for our own good. And maybe curiosity leads to our own self destruction. You can blame others for your problems all you'd like-believe me, I've tried that-but it will get you no where. In the end you are only left with yourself to blame. You and your own curiosity and foolishness. Blaming yourself is all you are left with, and all you can do...

The guilt will build up inside you and you'll find yourself thinking-I could have. Those three words will haunt you forever and will be a constant reminder of what you have done. You and only you. My biggest regret is you. I could have saved you. But my own selfishness and foolishness made me lose sight of the one thing that meant more to me than anything else. The one thing that tethered me to the earth.

You.

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Everything happened so fast.

One moment my eyes were locked on Cami's and she was tied to the chair, and the next she was gone and Jessie and I were left alone in the dark room surrounded by blood. All I could think was that this truly had to be a dream. It couldn't be real, for that was absolutely absurd. Joey did not just take my best friend, the person whom I cared for most. People don't vanish into thin air nor do they turn into monsters with claws. Surely I would wake up any moment now and my real first day of senior year would start.

"Louis! Louis!"

A voice called out to me, far away and familiar.

"Dammit Louis, get up!"

Up? From where?

I opened my eyes, which I hadn't realized were shut and lifted my head. I was curled into a ball on the crimson floor. Jessie was the owner of the voice. He loomed over me and was making hand gestures and trying to tell me something.

"LOUIS! You're on fire!" He screamed and I realized why everything seemed so confusing. I looked down to see my clothes alight, dancing with flames. My mouth fell open and I jumped up in surprise. I felt no pain, only a faint tingling sensation that was, well, rather pleasant. I heard a shout of pain and realized that while the fire wasn't hurting me, it was hurting Jessie. Before I knew what was happening I was drenched with water and so was the entire room. Jessie lay in a heap on the ground coughing, covered in ashes.

"Man-cough-we really gotta teach you-cough-how to control your powers. As soon as-cough-possible." Jessie said.

I walked over to him and put my arm under his shoulder and lifted him to his feet.