The Golden Eyes

8. Wrong

Just like the song, after everything that had happened, I always felt like I had been here already, but I just couldn't remember... I just can't avoid that feeling. I think I've been here before. When I met Ben and Jack, something inside me told me that I knew them somewhat. When I ate that strange thing at breakfast, I felt I had already taste it. When my eyes turned color gold, when I transformed into a wolf, everything seemed familiar. I feel like this is déjà vu. But why?

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I was dreaming, struggling in my sleep, just small fragments of what seemed memories showed up. Strange scenes appeared, not sure of what they ment, but they somewhat felt familiar. Flash backs of things that had already happened appeared, like when I met Ben and Jack for the 'first' time, entering the mansion, finding the key. But others were different, I saw an arrow, blood all around, a man, the woods. But they weren't complete.

I woke up confused, my heart raising at the last scene of an arrow. Suddenly I felt exhausted, something was going wrong. I stood up to get ready, and went down to the kitchen, still very exhausted. When I was there I almost tripped with something, but Ticci Toby got me. "Are you ok?" He asked as I straightened. "Yeah, yeah, I'm ok. Sorry." I said, my voice low. His goggles were stucked at the top of his head and his blue hood was down. "No problem." He had worried eyes. I walked to a chair, Toby walking behind me and sat down. The others were eating, and Toby got a package of waffles from the refrigerator. I got some breakfast but I couldn't eat. "Blair, you okay? You aren't eating anything." Ben said. "I-I'm just not hungry." "Toby, are you going to eat all that waffles?" Jack asked. "Mhmm yeah." Toby hesitated. "But they're a lot, won't you give some?" "No-o this are my waffles." I couldn't help but  smile for all the weird things they were saying. They could be so foolish sometimes. "Hey guys, I think I will go now. I'm just not hungry." I said standing up. "But where are you going?" Ben asked. "I'm going to talk to Slenderman. See ya later."

I walked up the stairs to go and see Slendy, I needed to talk to him about something. I knocked on his door. "Slendy, can I come in? I need to tell you something." Suddenly the door opened, but no sign of Slendy. I opened the door more to see inside, everything was dark but my eyes could see through the darkness. I entered slowly only for the door to shut behind me. I freezed my eyes widening and turned around. There was nothing, but at the moment I turned back to the front, a girl was standing there. Her brown hair covered her eyes. She suddenly appeared in front of me, I made a small scream of surprise, making me fall back. "S-sally!" I screamed. She giggled as she jumped happily to the door and got out. Slenderman appeared by the door and I stood up. "Slendy! I, I didn't know she was here. The door just opened and I thought it was you, but it was Sally and she tried to scare me and-" I said, my breath not letting me talk. "Calm down, dear. It's okay, Sally's just a girl and likes to play pranks." I let out a breath. "Okay" "Something you need to tell me?" He asked. "Actually yes." Slendy got inside the room and pointed at me to sit down and I did. I thought for a moment, thinking the right words to start. "Well, since I got here, I have felt that I have already been here. Something tells me I have met everyone here before. It's just so weird. And I started having dreams, memories appeared, but also other things that I can't explain if they have happened and I'm just confused." I said, my head in my hands. I turned up and saw Slendy thinking, he seemed worried as if... he was hiding something. "Slendy?" I was confused. "They are just dreams, Blair. Don't worry about them. Sometimes dreams can manipulate you to think wrong or different about other things. But, could you come with me again tomorrow and explain about your dreams?" He asked. "Sure." I stood up, the chair making a creaking noise as I moved it. "I'll come tomorrow." I grinned for last and got out of the room, walking through the hallway. Something was wrong here, if they were just dreams and I didn't have to worry about them. Why should I go and explain Slenderman about them? He is hiding something from me. I know, and I have to find out what is it.

I went outside to walk for a moment in the forest but at last I decided something else. The wind was whispering all around as I walked around for a moment, feeling the air in my face. I kept walking half an hour when I arrived to a street and followed the pat. I started to see houses the more I walked. Every house was different from the other. The forest still spreading all around. I continued until I approached a house... my house. It was as always, a medium house, color brown, the windows still, and the tree outside. I was walking towards the house when it suddenly changed. It seemed old and there was a broken window. The tree had started to wilt, it's brownish leaves falling off. It turned back to normal. Confused, I continued slowly to the house and opened the door, creaking as I opened it. The house was suddenly changing from normal to old sometimes, like an unclear memory of it. The things were changing, sometimes they were nice and new, then they were old and dusty. The paint falling off the walls. "Mom?" I called when I walked to the kitchen. No response. No one was here, the house was empty. I went to my room upstairs, opening the door slowly. The bed was messy but normal, but then it looked as if no one had lived there for a long time. I closed my eyes and shook my head a bit. "What's happening?" I thought. I concentrated, and opened my eyes again. I walked and took my backpack, now all dusty. It's  color fading. I grabbed some photos, and other things that already looked old, but I had to take them. I put them on the backpack and went out. Flash backs were on my mind. I don't know what had happened here, when I left some days ago, it was all normal. My mom is not here, I don't know where she is. She should be very preocupied, but I had to go. Tears were already on my face, I couldn't continue to be here. Just watching everything reminded me that I had to leave, leave everything behind. I lived alone with her, she was the only family I had and I lost her. I didn't even tell her good bye... I wiped the tears that were falling and after a moment I started to walk toward the door and leave the house. I walked to the forest and before getting lost in the darkness of the woods, I took a last glimpse to the house, the backpack hanging from my right shoulder, now old. I was curious, I wanted to know why the house was like that, what had happened? But there was nothing that could explain it.