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Demented
The first thing that popped into my head: Why am I in a hole?
And then, of course, I remembered Seto torturing us and dumping us in the hole, then covering it up. Wait... where's Codey?
I looked around the hole, then up. Light shone from the rotted flooring. Yawning and stretching, I stood up from the hole and grabbed the edge. I pulled myself up, but stopped halfway.
Uh...
Codey was lying on the floor, presumably dead. Someone else in a red and black shirt was staring at the body, tears running down his face. And a bacca was standing behind Mitch- because that's obviously who he was.
I opened my mouth to speak, and my mouth moved. But no sound came out. I tried to say something again, but I couldn't make a sound.
Shit.
I can't talk now. Shit.
I looked at my tail and got an idea.
"Mraaam?" The sound was like a cat's meowing mixed with a question. "Maramar?"
The two grieving people spun around. "What the hell?" Jerome asked. "Marrar mranm rarram?"
Mitch covered his face. "W-were you i-in the h-h-hole? Wi-wi-with Code-code-" His voice broke and a new stream of tears ran down his face.
I nodded. "Mrraaam... Nmraam arrm..." Jerome raised his head up in an gesture of annoyance. "We don't speak 'marm', you know."
I frowned. Well, if they can't understand Claguean, and I couldn't talk, then... well... that left the other choice. Or I could pretend I'd never heard of it, I...
I looked around, then spotted a small piece of paper on the floor. Now I needed something to write with. Oh, that'd do. I poked my finger in the ancient ashes in the fireplace, and scrawled something on the paper. Jerome picked it up and read it. "Is it ok if I enter your mind? What's that supposed to mean?"
I rolled my eyes, and sighed. "Rmanmr manr rnarnm..." Jerome stepped back, his hands moving up automatically to shield himself from a unseen enemy.
It's me, idiot.
Jerome looked at me cautiously. "What... wh- how did... it's not you... is it?"
OF COURSE IT'S ME YOU ASS WHO ELSE COULD IT BE?
"Ok, sorry, sorry..."
Mitch was watching all this from his sister's side. "B-biggums w-w-what's wrong?" Jerome gestured to me and said "Evidently, she's inside my head right now...
Ok, you know nothing. I'm not inside your head, my conscieness is just touching yours. Therefore, I'm speaking to you in your mind.
Jerome fixed his previous statement. "She's speaking to me in my mind. Ok weird..." Mitch looked back at me. "Y-you can't talk, can you? I-in English?"
I reached toward Mitch with my mind, but immediately drew back. The slight touch had made me feel indescribable sadness. I talked through Jerome's mind.
I can speak in your language, through minds and... another language. Jerome relayed this to Mitch.
Also, I believe I know something about your sister that you probably want to know. Such as...
Mitch looked up. "W-what?"
She may or may not be alive.
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Jason looked like a human, but he wasn't a real one... it was just an illusion.
He sang to himself, because there was nothing better to do and the others were still asleep. "A lonely god wandering up there, a clock, broken beyond repair..." He smiled slightly. That was a song he'd heard in his 'youth', but he couldn't remember the title.
Jason's mind- or what humans would call a mind- returned to the situation at hand, but wandered again. "And the walls fell... like a hammer..."
A whoosh came from outside, and Jason's head snapped toward the windows. He got up and looked out.
A silver dragon with purple scales writhed on the ground, flailing its wings and growling at a figure. Next to the dragon, the small being was tiny.
The dragon managed to flip itself upright and take off, to soar around the End. Jason watched with wonder, having never seen a dragon before.
A stirring in his cell made Jason spin around.
Sky was sitting upright. "Jason?" He was still dizzy from the painful experience of being knocked out, then knocked out again, and finally being deposited in the End by a sorcerer.
Jason looked at Sky. "What?" Sky's head was spinning, and he felt like he needed to lie down. "I... ogh..." Then he drifted back into sleep.
Jason gripped the bars and stared out, hoping to catch a glimpse of the dragon. The figure that had been with the dragon earlier strode across the End, to a building just out of sight.
The alien sighed, and lay down on the third cot in the small room.
Soon, he was asleep.
So short. Much drama. Very me-like.
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