by nightfall → tpn

iii

evanescent

Under the spring clouds ran the vintage carriage Y/N was riding in as it drove down hills of green grass past narrow paths of trees in both side of the road. The suffocating silence inside the pitch black vehicle only made Y/N clench tighter on her black blazer as she tried to keep herself calm by distracting herself with each flashing tree in her view. The same grandmother as last time sat on the same placement in the vehicle with her prattling about the same statements Y/N's instructed to obey throughout the whole journey. Y/N sighed.

"Fight until you get there."

"It's every man for himself."

"Strive for the best and for success."

"Strengthen your mind."

"Love them while you can."

"Ouch." Y/N muttered under her breath as the velvet red interior of her side of the door occupied her attention.

The same jabbering reminded Y/N of what Isabella used to do back in her trainings. She'd find herself hyper-focusing on things in the forest when Isabella first introduced her to the site of her training.

Ladybugs and other critters would be found wandering around the area and next thing Y/N knew her punches were that of an insect's, powerless. Isabella would then notice this and snap her out of her trance and demand another set of punches on defenseless trees.

Her mind then trailed back to the previous encounter she stumbled upon a year ago.

After entering a wide set of doors, Y/N had finally situated in a certain place for once. She had been going through several rooms and walked down hallways in numbers she couldn't keep track of while wearing the same white long-sleeved gown she was provided throughout the whole adventure. 

Although, the gown didn't do much as her bare feet continuously touched every cold tile in the vast interior of the building, and she would coincidentally stop directly above air vents, freezing her skin in every spot she's assigned to wait on.

Alas, she's yet to be placed in another cold hallway. The caretaker in charge of her had gone for a little bathroom break and decided to place the girl right by the comfort room door close by guarding demons of every unknown door in the other corner of the hall. There Y/N stood frigid as demons adjacent to her monitored her movements.

"So much for the warm welcome." Y/N thought sarcastically as she bit on her chapped lip.

In the midst of her rambling thoughts and the almost hour-long bathroom break Sister Karen is taking, Y/N had found herself nearly gasping at the sight of an unexpected guest in the institution.

Covered of the horribly familiar black blazer and a hat sitting on top of the head, Norman strode in the corridor with the same briefcase Y/N once held within her grasp, and beside him stood the same Grandmother Y/N resented accompanied with a few other 'sisters'.

Y/N wanted to claim that the recent surgery might be taking effects that it resulted to her hallucinating impossible objects yet Norman's sea blue eyes said otherwise once he set his eyes upon the freezing Y/N, the same sea blue eyes that once smiled over her. The minute he started to draw near, her breath hitched and the cold air seemed to reach in her bones making her intact on the snow white stone.

Her situation worsened when the boy came clear in her vision just right in front of her. She swallowed the big lump forming in her throat once Norman took, what it seems to be, a full scan on the girl. Y/N, in return, likewise did the same only with more thoughts occupying every inch of her mind.