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In life every choice has a consequence. For the young mercenary, Celeste Castel, her choice would decide the Planet's fate. When she meets a young man named Cloud Strife, she is asked one of the most hardest questions that will affe...
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After a while of following down the dark rural pathway Leslie had showed me, I come upon a deserted and eerie trainyard. Within many paces later, I ask myself, "Where the hell am I going? I don't even know where the others are!" With so many path ways, I hesitate about which direction to go next.
But in a matter of seconds, a cool breeze hits me as I shield my eyes from the debris. My eyes open to see something floating before me. I couldn't tell if I was hallucinating but it seemed real! It was a real ghost!
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A sad looking ghost with a tear, floats before me as I try to process what I'm seeing! "A ghost!" I exclaim, not in fear, but in pure fascination. A calming familiar sensation sweeps through me once I gazed upon the ghost. "Do you know the way out of here, little guy?"
As if somehow understanding my question, the little ghost does a flip and begins leading the way down one of the many paths. "Thank you!" I exclaim, quickly following the ghost from behind.
. . .
After a while of follow the little ghost, I get a sense of familiarity. A sense in which bothers me, because I've never felt like this before. And before I knew it, the little ghost hand led me directly to Cloud, Tifa, and Aerith.
"Thank you-" I turn to thank the ghost, but it seemed that I hand already flown off. "Cloud! Tifa! Aerith!" I wave to catch their attention. Once they do see me, their eyes widen, rushing to my side.
"What happened? How did you get here and manage to find us?" Aerith asks.
"Leslie filled me in and showed we a passageway," I explain. "And for finding you - you'd never believe me, but a little ghost helped me!"
Tifa chuckles. "Well, I definitely believe you. Ran into a few a while back."
"Are you hurt?" Cloud asks, his eyes trail on me to see any marks.
"Nah, didn't run into any monsters so that's good!" I grin. I flex my triceps jokingly. "And even if there were monsters, I would have beaten their asses to the bone!"
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Cloud rolls his eyes. "Of course you would," Cloud smirks.
But our reunion was cut quite short, when a familiar cool breeze hits us all. Around us, several ghosts surround us as the air gets more windy. Several more ghosts swoop down at Aerith and I separating us from the group!
"Cloud!!" I scream, as the ghosts pull me away from Cloud and Tifa. Cloud sees me being taken away and reaches for me.
"Celeste!!" he screams my name. His eyes widen in horror seeing the ghosts take Aerith and me away. Our hands brush against each other for a moment, but a moment little, as I'm instantly swept away.
"Aerith! Celeste!" Tifa yells for us, running to our aids.
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"Cloud!!" I hear Aerith's screams, but her screams begin fading away the farther the ghosts take me.
Within seconds, I find myself sitting on the cold pavement as the sad little ghost from before hovers in front of me.
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"Hey, little guy. What happened? Why'd you show me my friends but take me away?" I quietly mutter, holding out a gentle hand, indicating that I mean no harm. The little ghost slowly floats to me almost as if wanting a hug.
I gently place my hand on the ghost's head as I ask, "What's wrong?" The ghost leans to my touch as a warm fuzzy feeling grows within me.
A familiar feeling . . .
. . .
"You're so funny!" a little girl's chirpy laughter comes from behind me. The sound of a little girl runs past me so happily and without a care in the world.
"Again! Again! Do it again!" the little girl cheers to the air. I couldn't understand who or what she was talking to. Was she talking to the air? But slowly her face came to view, as I had recognize her long white hair, and bright blue eyes.
It was me!?
My eyes widen, as I stumble backwards and onto my butt. My breathing quickens as I look back at the young me, who looked so cheerful and carefree.
"It . . . can't be me," I tell myself. "I must be hallucinating!" This time the younger version of me speaks but I hear no words. Rather she's talking to thin air!
Suddenly, an intense amount of pain, arises from my back as I release a bloodcurdling scream. I'm now on my knees screaming like crazy. The pain was as if someone had made two cuts into my back. I hold my head screaming, as tears fall down my face non-stop.
"Make it stop!!" I plea desperately. "I'm sorry! Please I'm sorry!"
Immediately, the pain I was experiencing stops. I blink, wiping away my tears and raising my head to see the little ghost, still hovering before me. But a question arises in my mind as-
