Dark Reunion
Chapter 1: Hidden Lives
It was a bitter cold autumn evening in northern Newport News, Virginia. The sky was looking dark and vengeful. It looked as if it was ready to smite someone if necessary. The wind was blowing fiercely as tropical storm Rose was passing over the coast.
In a quiet little neighborhood of less than twenty five houses, a rather dated yellow Citroen makes its way up Portson drive and pulls into a driveway behind an old Honda Accord. A blonde haired man steps out of the antique machine and runs across the front lawn trying to beat a heavy downpour. He runs into a light gray Cape Cod style home. The house has a front porch with white railing and white support posts. With only four windows on the front of the house, two large windows with black shutters on the bottom floor, and two dormer style windows sticking out of the sloping roof. The maroon front door slams shut to reveal a plaque that reads:
"Home of Mr. and Mrs. DeMeire"
He had made it just in time. From within the hallway around the corner rain could be heard pounding down hard on the Plexiglas skylight in the bathroom. The blonde haired man walked across the semi lit living room and sat on the couch. He felt so relieved to be sitting on something with cushions and padding rather than that horrible plastic Hell the office. He looked over at the table by his couch and looked at a line of remotes. He picked up the first remote and turned on the television facing the large living room window with a small love seat placed directly in front of the window. A news report is playing on the television. The man watches in horror as the news program reports pure pandemonium.
"I'm Regina Mobley with a 13 News special report. Tragedy struck in Paris, France today as every computer system stopped abruptly."
A woman's voice comes from the kitchen. "What did they just say?" A pink haired woman emerges from the large kitchen doorway. She catches a glance at her husband before turning to the screen and sitting on the love seat facing the television. It is showing live footage from France. The city is flooded with dirty and murky water. Buildings lie in ruins. Fires have erupted throughout the city which has yet to die down. The woman reporting the devastation continues speaking,
"In an age where everything is computerized, there are little dangers to worry about. However, that is not the case in the once beautiful city of Paris, France today. Any computer connected to the internet went haywire; including the entire city's computerized services such as subways, airlines, demolition services, and even the sewer systems. Experts are saying that the heavy fires throughout the city were caused by the methane gas from the overflowed sewer water. We will have more on this disaster after this."
The news report ends and a tire commercial comes on. The blonde haired man picks up the remote again and turns off the television. He and the pink haired woman stare at each other. The wind rages even harder outside. A branch from the Silver Maple tree in the front yard breaks off and scrapes the slanted roof of the porch. The two of them are completely unfazed by this. The yellow glow coming from the well lit kitchen flickers and dims a little before returning to full wattage. The silence between the two of them becomes unbearable. Tears begin to well up in the pink haired woman's eyes.
"Oh Jeremie, he's back!" Is all she could say before bursting into tears.
He walks over to her and holds her while she cries.
"I know Aelita. I guess we couldn't run forever."
She cries even harder. They hold each other while she continues to sob. The wind continues to blow madly against the house. The room goes dark. Darkness engulfs the whole house and the homes around it. The wind continues…
So? Have I caught your attention? I need to know if people are reading this so need at least 5 reviews for me to continue. It will benefit you as well, you will find out why they are in America, and what happened to the rest of the gang.
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