The next chapter is here at last!
In reality, I was putting off posting this until I finished chapter three, which is a SUPER LONG chapter (yay for you). I have a vague idea where I want this to go at this point (thanks to my best friend Gwen for the ideas! :3) but it's still fuzzy, unfortunately. Maybe I'd be more inspired if I got more reviews...
Anyway, you don't want to hear me babble. Let Chapter Two Begin!
And now Danny could see the scene more clearly.
"Clay," the man grunted without looking up from his project.
The girl practically fell over herself trying to obey. With shaking hands she presented the man with a large slab of grey clay. The man took it from her without thanking her.
"Father…" the girl began uncertainly. "Are you sure you haven't…?"
"Changed my mind? The answer is still no, as it has been for a month now. Stop asking that question." The man took a sharp tool and flawlessly carved a face into the statuette. "Clockwork warned us for a reason."
The girl looked like she wanted to protest, but obviously thought better of it. She turned back to the red book…and for a fraction of a second, her eyes met Danny's. His heart gave a jolt when he understood what she was mouthing: Please help me.
And suddenly she was fading…
"Danny!"
His eyes shot open with the force of a bullet, but he was forced to squint at the dazzling light that was so different from the lamp-lit darkness that had been before him a moment prior. It was a while before he could identify Sam and Tucker hovering over him, looking worried.
Sam relaxed when she saw him wake. "Thank goodness…"
He sat up, rubbing his head, which was residence to a pounding sort of ache. "What happened?"
"We were just catching up to you," Tucker explained hastily. "You just…stopped very abruptly. You started twitching and groaning…you sort of passed out. The whole time Sam and I were carrying you back, you were moaning 'I'll find you!' Ring any bells?"
Parts of his vision started coming back to him in the wrong order. He shook his head, trying to clear it. "I can't quite remember…but I think that creepy house caused it."
"Oh, is that why you fainted?" Tucker questioned. "It was pretty freaky, man, but to go as far as fall unconscious…"
Danny shot him a glare. "I didn't lose consciousness because the thing was scary, Tuck! There's something important in that place, I know it."
Tucker didn't meet his eyes, as if not wanting to discuss the matter. Sam, however, took it up instantly.
"Why? Did you feel something?" She sounded genuinely curious.
Reluctantly, Danny explained his continuing dream. He couldn't help but notice Tucker's doubtful expressions, but Sam's face was unreadable. He then elaborated on his vision. "I think the girl is trapped in that mansion," he finished quietly.
He thought he spotted a flash of jealousy cross Sam's vision, but it was gone as soon as it had come. "You really think it's real?" she whispered. No doubt, just clarification.
"I do," he confirmed softly.
"I don't know, Danny…that castle had a dreadful aura around it," Sam said with a shudder. "I could feel it. It felt like bad news for sure. I wouldn't just go running off to investigate."
Though that was likely what he would have done, he trusted his girlfriend and decided to do as she told him. "But there is someone else we can go to for more information."
"Really?" Sam's eyes were round. "Who?"
"Clockwork."
Y'all are going to kill me with all those cliffies. I'm terribly sorry that this chapter was so dang short, but I promise the next chapter will clarify things a bit. Plus, it's LONG! Fun for readers, frustrating for author ^^
Until next time, ghosties. Pretty please leave a review! I'd be your bestest friend :o
~Cherry
