(A/N): This was another part of the original mind-roleplay-draft I had with myself (don't ask... ideas strike me in random places and I have roleplays with myself over them... just don't ask...). Swirling snow, none of the rest of the stuff really.
Enjoy!
BOOK TWO: THE BEGINNING OF THE END
CHAPTER FIVE: SPIRIT IN THE SNOW
The first thing I noticed was that it was cold.
Extremely, unbearably cold.
With joy, I realized I was alive again.
And then I remembered that I was alive again, and that I needed warmth.
I sat up, slowly. I was a bit dizzy.
I didn't have any warm clothing on. Just old jeans and a T-shirt.
I recognized them. The clothes I'd commited suicide in.
I stood up. I knew where I had to go.
I followed a child's footprints.
It was quite strange to know that I was dead. I thought about it as I followed them. I confused myself.
Eventually I reached another small clearing. The wind blew, and I saw a person, briefly captured, an image in the blizzard.
Then I was unconscious.
Sorry, the girl said. The girl I'd volunteered to save.
I couldn't think of a way to respond. I wasn't sure if I had been knocked unconscious by the girl, or that I'd dropped dead from the freezing temperatures.
I just want to explain a few things, she said. I already know more about how this Deal is going to end. While you were talking to the Guardian, I was having a conversation with him as well, at the same time.
I was confused.
He works the same way the statues do, she continued. Spirits can have multiple conversations, such as private ones with the statue itself. They say nothing. I found this when I entered the Shack. It stopped the memories... she trailed off.
I was having a private one with him. We were speaking about different things. I had asked about the outcome of this, and he said it was grim. He said it would be a happy ending for one, but not quite for the other two... I'm pretty sure you assumed I shuddered for a different reason.
What will happen to us isn't the least bit happy. At least, from what I can tell.
Since we're both dead, we can still speak to each other. And that explains this conversation.
She'd answered all the questions I'd had, but she'd brought up more of them.
And I had a feeling she wouldn't want to answer most of them.
Let's try to finish this as fast as possible, I said.
Eternity to think about your decisions isn't the least bit fun, she said. And that's where we're going.
(A/N): I love depressing chapter endings!
Yay! It's another depressing chapter ending!
I know, this chapter was boring. Mainly a filler for more action later.
Well, I was about to mention something that wouldn't be relevant for at least another two chapters. You'll hear it later :)