Distorted

Chapter twenty-two. Daylight Lucidity.

"The world was closing on us, little by little, I believe I was the last person to ever think it was possible."
She told me, at that point, her eyes were bloody red, she was on the verge of letting out a tear, but I didn't really care so much, I still held the recorder, as steady as I can, I have only one session left with her, I must make the most of it.

"What is it?" I asked, inquiring the explanation for her last sentence.

"Boundaries can melt" She said.

"What boundaries?" I asked.

"The ones separating our worlds, they can seize to exist, or they can melt both worlds ..together"

Ilusia, house of smoke.

The reality of the situation was a terrifying one. Conclusions were rushing like spears into Merit's heads, but there was nothing she can do, at that moment, she was already in Jen's grip.

It was the same scenery. The sky raining flags, the sun swallowed by the blackened clouds, static noise in the horizon and empty grounds by the liberation square where Merit stood in her own sweat in blood, not confused, but angry.

"You must have so many questions." Jen said, his voice breaking out of the static.

"You-you couldn't have possibly lied to me ..for all this long." Merit shouted at the sky, as if she was addressing a god.

"I didn't, and I did. But I never used you, you willingly took part in the game, remember?" He said, as Merit violently walked over the sea of flags, she felt like she was searching for Jen, but how can she search for a body-less sound?

"What game?! The one involving me taking a journey to the filth of the world and killing a child for the sake of something that doesn't even exist?!" Merit shouted.

"Elijah's death was inevitable, if Lydia didn't kill him, he would have killed himself either way." Jen said, "Lydia..the one I asked you to revive, was a traitor after all, yet, you didn't even tell me!!" Merit cried.

"Lydia is not a traitor, in fact, she's still very useful. Poor child wanted to pay the debt her father left behind, you can't really blame her." Jen said,

"There's no map then, there's nothing I can do for you anymore"

"You don't need a map anymore, Merit. Corelight is in your reach, you just have to..follow..the-the s-igns"

The static broke through Merit's ears, leaving her paralyzed, and at last, Jen left.

Ilusia, Willies' Antherford's office.

"He arrived..?" Willies calmly said, letting down the bottle of wine, he sighed and sat down on his grand chair, a flicker in his eyes was put off, his face became dark.

"They sent him without our permission, but we can't get in his way. He's already opposing us, he killed one of the black hate agents ..and.." Troy said, clearing his throat.

"We believe he took hold of the camera.." Troy said, lowering his voice tone and gluing his eyes to the ground.

"Its happening.." Willies cried, "They're doing it, and we don't even have a choice." He continued.

"At this moment, the public eye means nothing, the camera is worthless." Troy said, approaching Willies' desk as he sobbed helplessly, "We must leave." Troy said, close to Willies, Willies let Troy's words sunk in and
sighed in despair, taking a sip from the bottle of wine. He was helpless, and hopeless.

"Fine. We are leaving.."

Ilusia, the drunken alleys.

Through the waddling drunkards and clouds of drugs merged with the irritating smell of alcohol, the alleys were home for the forbidden lust of the night, men and women of all ages committed atrocities in these slightly nonexistent portals. As the night swallowed their sanity, and the booze wiped their conscience bit by bit, a single man burst through them, madly pushing everyone away with his unbuttoned shirt and bruised face. Blood was dripping off his mouth and eyes, his world was being shattered.