09-03-2016, 07:42 AM
The video started playing and Nox was trapped in his own memories, he didn't hear the beep from his wallet.
It was a security camera feed outside the store across from the motel they'd been staying in. In the parking lot, Nox's mother carried a box to the back of the Jeep and loaded it in. She turned around sniffing at the air. Her eyes grew wide in surprise. Nox watched as he saw himself come up carrying another box. He put it in the back as his mother asked him a question. Nox shook his head with his answer.
He could remember the smell and what his thoughts were. The Nox on screen turned and then with no warning his mother screamed. She fell against the back of the Jeep. Three long slash marks raked across her body by some invisible force. Nox watched himself on the screen. Frozen in fear. "Do something you idiot!"
And then his dream came back to him - he'd thrown a fiery sword at the hell hound and it pierced his mother's chest. There was nothing he could do...
Nox stared in horror at the image on the screen. He watched as his sister came into the camera frame drawing her knife. Nox saw he pulled his own, but he didn't remember doing it. Nox still did nothing on screen. He could do nothing as his father came out.
They stood outside standing over his weeping father's and his mother's lifeless corpse and they tried to figure out what was going on. Then the images looped on itself without prompting until Sage returned and the image faded into blackness and was then quickly replaced with more images of Aurora. Pictures Nox had not seen in years. Things that his mother had taken or his father. Images no one could have had, but Sage had them. Nox sat against the wall and drowned in the images. His heart broke, tears streamed down his cheeks.
Nox let the tears fall, he drowned in happy images - sad broken memories of what his life was. He didn't want to think about what it could be without her. Without his sister he was floating, fluttering in the wind with no anchor.
(( I will get a reply out again maybe this weekend, maybe not. ))
It was a security camera feed outside the store across from the motel they'd been staying in. In the parking lot, Nox's mother carried a box to the back of the Jeep and loaded it in. She turned around sniffing at the air. Her eyes grew wide in surprise. Nox watched as he saw himself come up carrying another box. He put it in the back as his mother asked him a question. Nox shook his head with his answer.
He could remember the smell and what his thoughts were. The Nox on screen turned and then with no warning his mother screamed. She fell against the back of the Jeep. Three long slash marks raked across her body by some invisible force. Nox watched himself on the screen. Frozen in fear. "Do something you idiot!"
And then his dream came back to him - he'd thrown a fiery sword at the hell hound and it pierced his mother's chest. There was nothing he could do...
Nox stared in horror at the image on the screen. He watched as his sister came into the camera frame drawing her knife. Nox saw he pulled his own, but he didn't remember doing it. Nox still did nothing on screen. He could do nothing as his father came out.
They stood outside standing over his weeping father's and his mother's lifeless corpse and they tried to figure out what was going on. Then the images looped on itself without prompting until Sage returned and the image faded into blackness and was then quickly replaced with more images of Aurora. Pictures Nox had not seen in years. Things that his mother had taken or his father. Images no one could have had, but Sage had them. Nox sat against the wall and drowned in the images. His heart broke, tears streamed down his cheeks.
Nox let the tears fall, he drowned in happy images - sad broken memories of what his life was. He didn't want to think about what it could be without her. Without his sister he was floating, fluttering in the wind with no anchor.
(( I will get a reply out again maybe this weekend, maybe not. ))
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