I spent the rest of the day with Noah and even managed to rope him into his real conversation a few times over the course of the day. We ran into the others once or twice (something that really wasn't much of a surprise considering the mall was a huge circle) and I certainly did have a few choice words to say to them. They really didn't seem to keen on dealing with me again after that. Lauren was pissed at me in general because Noah was hanging out with me and she liked him, but she barely did me any favors last school year so I really couldn't bring myself to feel too bad about it.

Needless to say, I went home at the end of the day instead of bearing the sleepover I originally signed up for, I'd had enough of those "friends" for a while, I wasn't going to be willingly spending time with them again any time soon, if ever at all.

Honestly, I'd forgotten all about the whole glowing eye thing by the time I got home. I didn't remember it again until later that night when I realized my room should be pitch black...and I could see perfectly. Great, so this wasn't going to be something I could just forget about. At least this was a pleasant side effect for the time being.

The not-so-pleasant side effect showed itself to me the next morning when I woke up under my damn bed. I groaned, glad that my siblings hadn't been the ones to wake me up. God only knows how I would have explained that.

What the hell was happening to me?

I was confused as hell, so I did the same thing anyone would: I avoided the problem by mindlessly shooting things on my computer.

Two or three hours passed and I had determined only one thing: I hate spies. You're so easy to kill when you choose them as your character and so freaking hard to deal with when they're up against you.

And that's not even counting the fact that my computer keys seemed to be having issues; I hit them and it'd take a few tries to get them to work. In the end, this got me killed a few times and I gave up before I got anymore frustrated.

I closed out the game, moving on to the internet in my attempts at avoiding the problem. I was doing well until I got on Facebook, only to find what was very likely to be the first FB message Noah had ever sent to anyone ever without being annoyed by someone first.

You doing okay after all the drama yesterday?

I smiled despite myself, then shook my head. I could not let myself fall for him again. I've spent three years in that hole already, I'm not falling down it again.

Yeah, but the weirdness from yesterday is only getting worse.

What's going on now?

Well, I sem to have gand pefect night visin and I woe up uder my ed.

... What was that?

I looked back at my previous message and groaned. What was wrong with my keyboard? I'd never had problems like this before.

I woke u nder y bd and hve perct night vison.

Is something going on with your fingers? I somehow doubt you're typing gibberish on purpose.

I looked down at my fingers, only to find that my hands were fading in and out of existence.

God damn it! First I found I had perfect night vision, then I woke up under my bed this morning, and as crazy as this is going to sound, now my hands are fading in and out of existence.

...wow... I really don't know what to tell you.

What the hell is going on with me? O_O

If I could help you, I would, but I haven't got anymore of a clue about what's going on than you do.

I think I'm just gonna go back to shooting things and trying to get my mind off it now.

I figured that would be the end of it, but just before I could close out my internet, I saw one last message from him come through.

You can't hide from this, Ellie. You are going to have to face it sometime.

He thought I couldn't just ignore it? He might have been right, but I could damn well try.


Claw-like nails look freaking awesome, but make typing so much slower...

Comments and feedback are as welcome as always! :D


Invisible One