08-30-2018, 11:52 PM
Aiden exhaled gently and smiled back at Sage. Not that he thought Sage would mind, but they had both agreed to behave. He thought back on the last few times it had happened. They were never good. He tried to pay attention to the movie, but it hadn’t gotten to the good part yet. That cute dude and the old guy still hadn’t discovered the hidden drums of dormant zombies…
“The last time that happened… every time that has happened before, the ‘unseen hands’, I mean… They’ve always responded in a more ‘binding’ manner. I’ve been jumped a few times in the last year or two; mostly when I was stumbling home drunk from a bar,” Aiden spoke softly, still looking at the tv, “Every single time my attacker was bound hand and foot, stretched out, just floating in the air. It’s the same with the fire, I can’t control it. One time I tried to loosen the bonds, but nothing would happen… So, I just left them all there.”
The men in the movie found the “hazardous waste” barrels, one broke and a barrage of green smoke erupted from the cannister. The men fell backward, coughing and screaming, as a zombie crawled out of the broken metal shell.
Aiden turned to Sage, “That’s the first time the ‘hands’ have ever acted… positively,” a wolfish grin overtaking his face, “Looks like you’re having a positive effect on me, Sage.”
A wash of tension was showing across Sage’s face, Aiden just noticing for the first time. His brow furrowed and he pulled Sage in tighter, “Hey. You okay?”
“The last time that happened… every time that has happened before, the ‘unseen hands’, I mean… They’ve always responded in a more ‘binding’ manner. I’ve been jumped a few times in the last year or two; mostly when I was stumbling home drunk from a bar,” Aiden spoke softly, still looking at the tv, “Every single time my attacker was bound hand and foot, stretched out, just floating in the air. It’s the same with the fire, I can’t control it. One time I tried to loosen the bonds, but nothing would happen… So, I just left them all there.”
The men in the movie found the “hazardous waste” barrels, one broke and a barrage of green smoke erupted from the cannister. The men fell backward, coughing and screaming, as a zombie crawled out of the broken metal shell.
Aiden turned to Sage, “That’s the first time the ‘hands’ have ever acted… positively,” a wolfish grin overtaking his face, “Looks like you’re having a positive effect on me, Sage.”
A wash of tension was showing across Sage’s face, Aiden just noticing for the first time. His brow furrowed and he pulled Sage in tighter, “Hey. You okay?”
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