When Dusk Falls
Genres: Romance, Humor, Supernatural, Action, Suspense, Drama, Friendship and a bit of Horror (sort of)
Full Summary:
Max has returned to her hometown of Arcadia Bay after a five year hiatus; nostalgia sets in as she re-discovers her new, old home.
Though she is quick to realize, things have changed; in more than one way...
The town is bleaker and feels more foreboding and dangerous than she remembers. A six pm curfew is in effect every day.
Every home and shop is barricaded for the night; shops closing at five each evening.
Though it isn't just the town... Her long lost best friend, Chloe Price, has also changed drastically; with a new look and aggressively protective attitude...
Chapter 1
Change
It was a late Saturday afternoon as a single pale taxi pulled up to a stop just inside a town's entrance.
The taxi had one passenger in the backseat; an eighteen year old girl, who was sleeping peacefully. The driver parked the car and got out making his way to the girl's seat, opening the door and reaching in.
He lightly shook her shoulder with his hand firmly. She shifted and slowly opened her eyes, blinking and squinting her eyes to the flood of light. She looked over at the man and jolted at his proximity.
"This is as far as I take you", he stated in his thick foreign accent. "Wait, seriously" ? She asked in surprise.
Max looked around at her surroundings. "But we're barely inside the town", she observed.
The man shook his head. "No farther", he repeated firmly. He beckoned her out with his hand speaking in his foreign language, impatiently.
Max sighed and grabbed her hard plastic camera bag; pulling the strap over her shoulder. She gathered her suitcase, and guitar case; climbing out. The driver backed out of her way, then gazed around at their surroundings; the towering trees and a few shabby looking buildings. He seemed edgy.
Max rummaged through her jacket pocket for her wallet, opening it and counted out some bills.
"Why won't you go any further"? She asked curiously. "Crazy town-", he started. Max handed him the money and he snatched it, doing a quick re-count; then pointed at Max with the same hand. "And you, are a crazy girl for wanting to come here", he stated.
He shut the back door and got back in the driver seat, clearing the meter and slamming the door. "What do you mean by-", she tried to ask. The driver drove off making a sharp U-turn and sped out of town. Max watched him disappear.
"I'm the crazy one"? She muttered. She sighed, pulling her guitar strap over her shoulder so the instrument rested on her back. Then she got on the sidewalk and started walking, carrying her suitcase at her side.
"I really gotta invest in a wheeled suitcase...", she muttered dryly.
She looked around at the small buildings nostalgically as they passed her by. She frowned lightly at the dilapidated state of the shops and torn up streets.
"Is this even the right place ? Its been five years since I was last here...I didn't expect Arcadia Bay to look so...dark and, run down. It looks like they can't even afford to fix their streets; how can they have such a prestigious school like Blackwell Academy...unless its just as damaged...", She thought. "I'm hoping the brochure was accurate and its just as advertised" .
She was feeling a little unsettled as she walked on, eyeing her surroundings. It didn't help that the sky was clouded over; and next to no cars were on the road, it only served to make things bleaker.
Max sighed. "Easy Max, its Arcadia, you grew up here, everything is perfectly fine...", she told herself calmly. She glanced over to the shadows of an alleyway; instantly she jolted and stumbled back with a surprised gasp. She paled.
Dried blood painted the ground in drag marks and was splayed across the brick wall from a crimson hand print.
Max quickly moved passed it in a short run.
"I definitely don't remember a lot of gang activity or murders happening here. You'd think the alley would be closed off with police tape though and...police"! She thought nervously.
The unsettled feeling she had before, had doubled..."Maybe there really is a reason I had so much trouble finding a ride here", she thought uneasily.
Her mind wandered with violent possibilities. She slowed into a walk, watching her converse shoes. Then she rose her head and calmed herself. She began gazing around again.
She started noticing the store times, all of them... They stated everyday the opening and closing schedules were from seven am, to five pm. Even shops she recalled were originally twenty four/seven year round.
She quirked her brow. All shops, houses, apartment buildings, condos, motels even; all had bars on their windows, it didn't even look as though the chimneys were really open. The doors had metallic sheet rollers above them, windows too.
All the bars and sheets looked unusually shiny.
"What is all of that stuff for ? Have looters and vandalism become common or riots maybe"?
And those opening and closing times, why is there only ten hours of operation for all of them"? She thought in confusion.
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After some good leg work...
She came across a cafe, also the same operating times. Max checked her watch, reading 4:05pm . So she stopped and went in. The bell on the inside dinged as she entered. The lone waitress and cook looked at her. They seemed disturbed, briefly.
They weren't the only ones with unease and caution. Max felt subconscious and paused at the stares. Soon they all averted their eyes, except a blue haired girl; who's eyes narrowed on her, watching her almost harshly. Max however, did not notice.
"Take a seat and I'll be right with you Hun", greeted the black haired waitress. Max nodded quietly and made her way to a booth, passing the blue haired girl, who continued to watch her intently.
Max sat down, pulling her suitcase up on the seat between her and the window, then placed her guitar case on it and her camera bag on top of that.
The waitress came up beside her with a small menu and notepad; placing the menu in front of Max. She looked Max over cautiously.
"What can I get you … We don't have meat just so you know...", she stated.
Max was a little surprised at her need to state that.
"Oh that's okay, just a coffee for now, please" , Max replied. The woman nodded and walked off. Max watched her a moment, before turning to her menu and skimming through it. It was all veggies mostly, except the grilled cheese. Max quirked her brow.
"Why'd she need to tell me that ? The menu is pretty obvious on it's own", she thought.
She put the menu down and ended up glancing at the booth three down in front of her. She caught the blue haired girl staring her down, looking tense.
Max felt the intensity of her gaze and was a little flustered by it. Her heartbeat a bit unsettled by it nervously.
She shifted her focus to her camera bag and reached over, rooting through it, taking out her phone. She unlocked the screen, pulling up the icons and clicking the text bubble. She stared at the keyboard and blinking line in thought.
"...I wonder if her number is still the same...", She thought to herself.
The waitress approached and poured her coffee. Max looked to her. "Thank you. Um, could I get a Cesar salad please"? She asked, picking up the menu and offering it to the woman.
Max looked at the woman quizzically when she noticed the tension suddenly fade from her. The woman took the menu with a smile.
"Of course Hun, right away", she agreed in a friendly tone and walked off.
"That was a total one eighty mood shift...", muttered Max.
She looked back to her phone indecisively. Then with a steeling breath she typed and soon after another bracing inhale and exhale, she clicked send and the message was whisked away.
The blue haired girl still had her eyes on Max while she nursed her own mug of coffee, when she felt her phone vibrate. She paused and looked to her jean clad hip, then took out her phone, opening the new text message. She read it over, her eyes briefly alerted.
She looked up from her phone and watched Max gazing out the window distantly and taking a sip of her coffee.
The blue haired girl closed her eyes and backed out of messages and clicked off her phone, stuffing it back in her pocket.
She got up, finishing her coffee, taking out some bills and slamming them on the table. She made her way to the door, shoving her hands into her black leather jacket's pockets.
Max heard the slam and looked up to watch the other girl, looking tenser than before, exit the cafe setting off the bell. She shut the door roughly behind her.
Max furrowed her brow, "Whats her problem"? She asked herself quietly.
The waitress returned, placing the salad in front of Max. Max smiled at her. "Thank you", she stated. "You're welcome, enjoy", the woman replied.
She glanced to Max's suitcase. "Leaving town"? She asked. "Huh ? Oh, no, I just got in, today actually", Max replied glancing to her suitcase then back at the waitress. The woman's smile faded a little, her posture rigid again.
Max looked at her, confused. "You have a place to stay"? The woman asked. "Um, yeah...A dorm. I'm going to be starting school at Blackwell Academy", Max replied.
"Then you'd better eat fast and go, if you're going to make it across town before sunset", The waitress declared.
"Before sunset"? Max questioned. "There's a strict six o clock curfew for all residents of Arcadia, in effect. No one should be out after dusk. Its far too dangerous". The woman stated.
"Dangerous why is it-", Max tried.
"You wouldn't believe me. Honestly if I were you, I'd get back in the car, or bus or whatever it is you came to town in, and leave tomorrow. Its too late for you to try now. So find a place to stay tonight and fast. You don't want to be in this town", The woman interrupted.
Then, she walked off to attend another customer across the cafe flagging her down. Max watched her.
"What the heck was that about ? I wouldn't believe her ? A curfew ? Arcadia has never had a curfew before", Max mumbled to herself. She shook her head, brushing it off and started eating and finishing up her coffee.
"Crazy town is right...", she thought.
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Max put money on the table with check and got up gathering her things and heading out the door. The remaining male customer checked his watch and hurriedly threw bills on the table; pulling on his coat.
Max exited the cafe and the man was right behind her, un-apologetically, bumping her, forcing her to stumble and fall against the cafe wall. It was 4:50pm .
"Hey watch it"! Max called out to him in annoyance. But the man disappeared into the parking lot. "Asshole", muttered Max.
She made her way to the sidewalk by the road and started walking. She checked her watch, not noticing the blue haired girl from earlier, leaning up against the building; near a motorcycle, smoking a cigarette and watching her sharply.
Max paused at the parking lot exit. "How the hell am I supposed to get across town before six, while walking"? Max asked herself in a mumble.
There was a sound of tires screeching, that alerted both Max and the other girl. The girl looked to a truck speeding out of the parking lot, driven by the man from earlier.
He blared the horn at Max, who looked back at him, her eyes became as wide as saucers as the large vehicle came straight toward her barely a couple meters between them.
Max attempted to move out of the way in time. The girl looked at Max in alarm and pushed away from the wall.
The next thing Max knew, as she slowly opened her eyes. She was on her side on the sidewalk, semi-curled up, her bags were sprawled above her head on the concrete. She was sore and scratched up and she heard the truck speeding away.
However, the biggest surprise, was the body hovering over her own. Slowly she glanced up and saw the blue haired girl, holding herself up over Max like a shield.
The girl glared off at the fleeing truck. Max could have sworn she heard a low growl coming from the girl. She brushed it off as her ears ringing from her currently throbbing head. Max put two and two together and realized the punk girl had tackled her out of the asshole's path.
Then the girl's eyes shifted to her own; the piercing blue bore coldly into her own blue irises. Max felt flustered again.
The girl got up and closed her eyes, turning away her head, but offered her hand to Max indifferently. Max accepted the offer, and was pulled up to her feet with zero difficulty on the taller girl's part.
As soon as Max stood on her own, the offered hand nearly yanked away and slid into the girl's black leather jacket's pocket, along with her other hand.
The girl walked back over to the motorcycle. Max watched her a moment, still processing the situation. Then she quickly gathered up her scattered things and ran over to the girl, slowing to a stop near her. The girl adjust her purple beanie, dusting herself off a bit.
"Um, th-thank you, for saving me", stated Max calmly. The girl zipped up her leather jacket over the white muscle shirt with a skull , underneath. She started pulling on her black leather gloves, not acknowledging Max's gratitude
Max stood there quietly a moment. "Um, hello ? I said thank you"? She questioned.
The other girl remained silent. Max looked around awkwardly and a bit irritated.
"Do you give the silent treatment to all the girl's you save ? Or am I the special one ? Or maybe I'm suddenly intangible and should go rob a bank...Whatever I guess, thanks anyway, I appreciate it. Love the tude...", stated Max closing her eyes and turning away.
The girl paused but didn't look back at Max.
"You're still a smart ass I see", The girl stated. Max was about to walk away when she paused, and looked back at the punk. "Excuse me"? Max asked in confusion.
The girl turned to her adjusting one of her leather gloves. "You really don't remember me, do you"? She asked Max. "What, do you mean"? Asked Max as she squinted her eyes at her, trying to jog her memory. The girl was quiet and started adjusting her other glove.
"...Got your text...Nice to know that after five years of you never using it, you still remembered my number. Good thing I take care of my shit and kept this stupid iphone working. Course I hella hoped you had forgotten or lost my number, instead of you simply being an ass", stated the Girl bitterly.
Max blinked. Then her eyes widened. "Wait that-... Chloe ?! Is that really you ?! Then-... shit
...Chloe I-", Max tried.
"Save it Caulfield. The sorries in your text didn't mean shit to me, neither will any coming from your mouth. If you really fucking meant 'em, you wouldn't have ignored me for five fucking straight years; especially since the last time you were in this shit hole town, my fucking dad had just died. So don't even bother", snapped Chloe
She faced her bike once more and climbed on. Hooking on her helmet.
"Chloe, you have every right to be pissed at me, I was a total dick no excuses. I know I fucked up and I seriously regret it" replied Max anxiously.
"Max you abandoned me for five years, when I needed you the most, I get you had to move, but the not calling part, I don't ! So a couple sorries, calling yourself out and regretting what happened, isn't going to fix whats been long since done", Stated Chloe.
She started up the bike, the motor grumbling to life. She kicked up the kickstand, then balanced the bike with her leg down beside it.
"Don't you think I know that ? I was an idiot and a coward. I was dragged off to Seattle and had no clue how I could help you from there. I was always shit at saying the right things; and a part of me feared I'd just be a reminder of that painful last day; so I chickened out, like a total douche and I'am sorry. Whether you believe me or not, I'am sorry Chloe", Max stated. She stepped toward Chloe, her hand clutched to her chest.
"I know I will never be able to make up for it Chloe, but I'm willing to try. I want to try. It was hard for me too ! You have no idea how often I was caught crying like a baby; but I was legitimately terrified I'd make things worse for you somehow, and I ended up doing that anyway...You may hate me Chloe, but I hate myself a shitload more". She finished. Tearing up, her voice genuine.
Chloe was quiet and looked away. Then she pulled her bike forward and circled around behind Max and stopped. Max turned to her.
"...You shouldn't be here Max", stated Chloe firmly. "Chloe-", Max tried.
"Its dangerous here Max. So get in your car and leave before night takes over. Or get to a place to lay low indoors tonight. A lot of shit has changed since you left... A lot. Someone like you will get torn apart here. The six O clock curfew is in effect for a damn good reason. So get going"! Snapped Chloe.
"I came by Taxi Chloe, so I'm walking to Blackwell Academy. What is so dangerous ? This is the same town we played pirates in when we were kids, right"? She asked.
"You what"?! Asked Chloe angrily. She checked her watch. 5:00pm. "Fuck sake. No its not the same town, farthest fucking thing from it. You need to get moving fast", stated Chloe.
They heard heavy shutters dropping and looked at all the shops being barricaded in shiny metal sheets. Soon shop employees were seen leaving fast by their cars or carpool. They saw the cafe's waitress climb into the cook's car and they drove off.
"What the hell is going on"? Asked Max. Chloe shut off her bike and kicked down the stands and got off it. She took out her keys and unlocked the large trunk space under the second seat.
"I can't explain it right now, it'll waste too much time getting into it. Stuff your crap in the trunk and get on. If you want to get back to your dorm, before dusk, you gotta move", stated Chloe angrily. She took out the second helmet from the trunk.
"But-", Max tried. "Now", ordered Chloe. Max dropped the subject and stuffed her bags in the trunk, strapping her guitar case to her back. Chloe shut and locked it up; handing Max the other helmet. Max put it on as Chloe got on her bike and started it up again.
Max nervously climbed on behind Chloe. "Hold on to me", ordered Chloe. Max wrapped her arms around Chloe's abdomen. Chloe kicked back the kickstands, and pulled the bike out of the parking lot, driving down the road.
As they drove through town, the streets were getting more and more empty. Max saw every building they passed in lock down as the sun slowly started it's descent. Soon it looked as though they were the only ones on the cracked roads for miles.
"Hang on tight"! Chloe called firmly through the deafening wind. "Max tightened her hold on Chloe. The punk girl sped up immensely. Despite the speed, Max noticed the occasional stare from people in buildings that they passed.
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Chloe pulled into Blackwell Academy's parking lot around 5:35pm . She parked her bike, kicking down the stands and shutting off the motor. Max released her and Chloe climbed off. Max followed taking off her helmet.
Chloe unlocked the trunk compartment and started unloading Max's two bags, placing them down so she could shut and lock the trunk once more. Chloe took the guitar case off Max's back, strapping it on her own and picking up her suitcase. Max swiftly grabbed her camera bag,
"Chloe I can carry them all you kn-", Max attempted. "I've got them, now hurry up. We need to get you to the principle and get your dorm assignment", stated Chloe already making her to the campus grounds. Max quickly followed.
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Max got her room key from the principle faster than she expected. She noticed a silent hostility between Chloe and Principle Wells; apparently Chloe had been a student at Blackwell as well, but got expelled due to hostile attitude and frequent rebellion.
They entered Max's dorm going to the second floor and down to the end of the hall to Max's new room, 219. Max unlocked the door and they brought her stuff inside; putting them on the floor.
It had a big bed on the right , a couch on the left, a few shelves along the right side, a closet on their immediate left, a mirror by the bed, a dresser at the end of the room beside the desk computer and bookshelf, in front of the windows.
"Thanks for helping me Chloe", Max spoke up calmly. She rubbed at her arm awkwardly as she faced Chloe, who looked more on edge than before.
"Yeah. Anyway, stay inside tonight. I mean it, don't leave this dorm, not that you could, since it'll be in lock down soon, but if you happen to find a way, don't. In fact, don't leave this room if you can help it", stated Chloe impatiently.
Chloe heard a door creak behind her. She glanced back out through Max's open door at the room door right across from it and saw the door finishing closing. She glared.
"Scratch that, don't leave the room at all, and don't answer the door tonight", stated Chloe. "Ugh, fine. Will you at least tell me whats going on"? Replied Max.
"No. I need to bounce, just do what I've told you. It's too long an explanation and there's no time right now. Lock down is about to take effect and I need to be out of here before that. Try and get some sleep", she replied and started turning to leave, pocketing her hand.
"And word of advice, listen to some music as you sleep, so you can block out all the sound from outside. Trust me, its the only way anyone sleeps in this town", stated Chloe. She began to make her way out the door, when her free hand was grabbed. She paused and glanced back at Max.
"Chloe, please wait ! This is starting to freak me out, isn't there anything you can tell me ? And if its so dangerous, why don't you stay with me tonight"? Asked Max nervously.
"Its dangerous, you could end up dead if you go outside, and that's all you need to know. Just do the other things I've told you to, and you'll be fine, Max... As for me, I can handle myself, I'll be fine. So don't worry about me, just worry about yourself. Lock the door", replied Chloe, pulling her hand away and walking out, shutting the door behind herself.
Max found herself reaching after Chloe. She slowly brought her hand to her chest and looked down solemnly. Then she quietly locked the door.
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Chloe walked down the hall and paused looking down, hand still in her pocket. She looked back over her shoulder at Max's door, then faced away and gazed down at the hand Max had held.
She closed her eyes, clenching it into a fist and let it lazily drop back to her side partially tensed. She continued down the hall, eventually exiting the dorm, the door shut behind her.
She made her way through the courtyard as the sky began to darken, and the wind started to slowly pick up.
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Max looked down out of her window and saw Chloe walk out of sight, no longer rushing. "Why is she walk-", wondered Max. A loud rumbling screech let out, startling her, making her jerk back. Then she watched her window get covered by heavy duty shutters over the bars on the glass.
Max backed away nervously, bumping into her suitcase. It was 6:00pm.
Once the shutters finished their descent and settled, it became eerily silent. Max looked around her now dark room. She started to seek a light source, stumbling over her things and tripping against her desk, before feeling up the wooden surface and clicking on the lamp, brightening the room dully.
Max took a few calming breaths to settle herself down. She sat on her bed, luckily it had clean sheets and a comforter on top. She felt very uncomfortable and nervous and just sat there quietly a moment, trying to take it all in, feeling homesick already.
Soon she managed to convince herself to get busy. She started unpacking everything and putting things away and changing into her night clothes.
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After a time she was finishing up, taking her guitar from it's case and leaning it up against the arm of the couch by her closet. Exhaustion slowly washing over her.
No sooner did she release it, did Max jump at a loud smashing sound banging just outside her shutters. She stepped back into her open closet, watching the window fearfully.
Another smash sounded, but louder and against her shutters, she heard a deep inhuman yowl of agony and thought she saw a spot on the shutters glow, like it was heating up; but she was too freaked out to even try thinking about it.
She sunk down to the floor as more noises, including extra ones, pierced her ears from beyond the windows. She was shaking, her heart beating hard in her chest, eyes starting to tear fearfully. "But, this...This is the second floor...How can anything...What the fuck is happening"? Asked Max quietly, her voice hitching.
The vicious noises continued and Max was frozen in fear. She managed to reach her hand to her pocket, taking out her phone. She dialed a number, holding the phone to her ear, still trembling. "Please...please pick up...", she mumbled fearfully as the sounds continued.
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Chloe still hadn't left the parking lot, looking at Max's helmet in her hands. Her phone started to vibrate in her pocket. She snapped out of her daze and took it out, looking at it. She closed her eyes and pressed answer, holding it to her ear.
"Chloe ! Th-Thank god ! Th-there's something outside my room"! Max's voice came through.
A shadow landed and approached Chloe from behind. Chloe shot it a sharp glare, giving it pause.
"Max, listen to me. Stay put. You're safe in your room, even though it may not seem like it. The sounds you're hearing, are the new normal for Arcadia. They'll take getting used to. But you are safe", stated Chloe calmly.
Chloe put the helmet away in the backseat trunk, locking it up. She moved to get on her bike.
"Chloe...I'm so scared...", Max stated. She sounded on the verge of sobbing, her trembling evident in her voice. Chloe paused as she listened to the muffled crying and banging sounds from Max's end.
Chloe closed her eyes, stepping back to the ground beside her bike. She clenched her free hand into a fist for a moment. , then slowly relaxed it.
"...Max, don't be afraid...", She started. Her expression darkened coldly. "The sounds will stop soon", she stated firmly. She pressed end call. Then pocketed her phone and turned angrily to the shadowed figured that had approached her, and walked toward it calmly.
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Max heard the dead tone and was frozen with fear. "Ch-Chloe"? She asked fearfully.
She slowly put down the phone beside her, tears in her eyes.
She cradled her knees to her chest. Soon she heard louder banging and more inhumane yowling and snarling. She lifted her hands to cover her ears. When the sounds stopped all at once. She paused.
Soon after she heard a ding on her phone. She quickly snatched it up and read the text, from Chloe. Listen to your music Max, try and sleep. Turn out the lights if they're on. You're safe. The message read.
Max sniffled lightly, tears in the corners of her eyes. She slowly got up grabbing her ipod, and made her way to the desk lamp, clicking it off before climbing into bed with her phone beside her pillow. She put her headphones in and turned the music up loud.
Then she typed a reply sending it, letting the phone rest beside her in bed.
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Chloe sat slumped against the wall under Max's window to the side by the bushes, one knee bent up.
She was covered in blood stains and some dirt marks, a couple smears on her cheeks, looking up at what stars she could see among the clouds.
Blood soaked the grass around her and out in front of her, the shadows had run off.
Though others emerged from the forest by the campus. Chloe's phone vibrated, she looked at it.
Thanks, Chloe. The message read.
Chloe looked to the approaching obscured creatures and closed her eyes, clicking off her phone to the lock screen; before slowly standing up, bracing a bloodied hand to the stone wall behind her.
She stared down the creatures and pushed away from the wall with a very slight stagger, swaying a bit, before balancing and standing her ground, looking pissed.
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Max listened to her music and tried to block out what she had heard, eventually, falling asleep...
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~~A Note from Pure Set~~
And there you have it, Chapter 1: Change
Hope you enjoyed, let me know your thoughts or questions (Mind you, I will not be giving away spoilers to the follow up chapters)
This was my first attempt at online publishing.
If you like the cover picture for this story, all credit of the wonderful image goes to AthenaAsa on . Please take a look at their art, you won't be disappointed~
Now some things in certain chapters may strike you as odd or questionable, but I assure you everything ties in later one way or another, everything will become a nice and neat little bow when its wrapped up.
Should I do something of these questionable mentions, let me know, and I will at least assure you that it will mean something later on.
Though I have a very long story with a lot of details in progress here, some things may slip my memory, so let me know and hopefully I will ensure it's part to play.
I get my inspiration from listening to my music and imagining scenes. This story was inspired by "Into the darkness" by The Phantoms a Dragon Age Inquisition cover song, the idea hit me back in late October.
Anyway Chapter 2 will be up as soon as I find the time to type it out on to the computer. I currently have 11/ 27 (or so) chapters written, by pencil.
Originally the story had 13 chapters, but well, new ideas and all that ^_^;
Again, hope you enjoyed and are looking forward to the next chapter~