Arise, Dear Quicksilver - Part Three
Ami tossed and turned in her bed, as she tried to sleep, but for some reason, she just couldn't get to sleep. Every time her eyes closed, a voice began to echo inside her head. But this was no ordinary voice; this was a chilling voice, yet it also had the innocence voice of a young girl.
"Come to me, come to the light" it called out, as Ami tried for the umpteenth time to sleep.
Afraid, Ami sat up, her sweat soaking her bed sheets. She glanced at her alarm clock, as it ticked eerily by, second by second. It was just past two in the morning. But something about that voice scared her. It was like she knew the voice, but didn't have a face to place it.
The same thing had happened all week, ever since the auditions. Every night, the same thing happened, and she had hardly slept in the past few days.
"It's just a dream," Ami mumbled to herself, nervously looking around. "Try to relax, just relax, there's nothing to be afraid of…"
Eventually, Ami drifted off to sleep, her body giving up on itself. But if Ami could have stay awake all night, she would have.
Inside her own dream, Ami was floating, floating in the middle of a dark tunnel, there was nothing around but darkness, and fear, and Ami was afraid. There was nowhere to hide, because Ami could not move. Just then, a light appeared, blinding Ami, and a voice, that same chilling, yet youthful voice began to sound. "Come to me, come to the light," it ordered.
"Who are you?" asked Ami.
"You know me already…"
"Where are you?"
"You know where I am already…"
Suddenly, Ami found herself moving, but away from the light. No matter how much she tried to resist, she was moving faster and faster, pulling her closer and closer to the darkness, almost surrounded by the sheer evilness that the dark emitted. Ami tried to scream for help, but as she opened her mouth, nothing came out. No matter how much she wanted to shout, she couldn't. Out of the blue, the darkness encircled her, and Ami felt like she was suffocating, the air slowly being squeezed out of her lungs. Drawing her final breaths, a sound began to ring in her ears.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" it squealed. "BEEP BEEP BEEP!"
Ami sat up, scared, and turned to the beeping. It was her alarm clock; innocently informing her that is was Seven o'clock, and time to be awake. Could it have been possible, that she managed to actually get some sleep? Impossible. Sure, it was seven o'clock, but Ami felt exhausted, and not ready to move. But she had a busy day ahead of her. It was the last day of the extra holiday, and she had some last minute tasks to do before going back to school tomorrow.
Hauling herself out of bed, she made her way to the bathroom, were she ran some cold water under the basin, and splashed herself with it.
"Much better," though Ami to herself, as she pulled her head back up to inspect her face in the mirror, but when she came in contact with her reflection, something didn't seem right about her face. It didn't seem normal. It seemed evil. Ami stepped back, drawing a shocked breath. She blinked, and looked again. There was nothing, except the fear-filled face that was her own.
Outside, while in the city, Ami's day was not getting any better at all. The streets were crowded, and everyone seemed to be pushing and shoving, trying to be dominant in the crowd. For some reason, on today of all days, this made Ami very nervous.
Desperate, Ami made a dive for safety in a nearby café, where she indulged herself in some fresh tea, and a slice of cheesecake. The crowds were beginning to die down, and everything was nice and quiet in the café, when a figure approached behind Ami, and thrust a hand onto Ami's shoulder, making her leap up straight.
"No need to seem so surprised," reassured the voice, as Ami looked up to see who has made her jump, and was met with the figure of a tall man. "Hello Ami," he smiled.
"Oh, hello Direnda," greeted Ami, as she sank back down into her seat.
"May I join you?"
"Sure,"
"Marvellous," Direnda finished, as he sat himself down on the seat facing Ami. "So, what brings you here Ami?"
"Oh, the busy crowds,"
"Same here, I prefer the peace that comes with solitude, it's so relaxing and calm, don't you agree Ami?"
Ami didn't respond. She had totally zoned out. Something was nagging her about Direnda, something didn't seem right. If only she could work out what is was…
"Ami? Ami?" repeated Direnda, to no avail, when suddenly.
"Why do I feel so strange around him?" thought Ami to herself, "It's almost like he's from somewhere that I've…" Ami continued no further, only letting out a weak moan, before mysteriously passing out. Direnda rushed over to Ami, picking her up off the floor.
"SOMEONE GET A DOCTOR!" yelled Direnda, to the crowd in the café, who were just staring at the out cold Ami.
Several hours later, Ami came to, in a hospital bed. Ami sat up, confused at why she was here, when a nearby doctor walked over to her.
"Well, you are a sleeping beauty, aren't you?" joked the doctor.
"Sorry?" replied a confused Ami.
"Well, you've been unconscious for a few hours, but you're okay, as you were brought here fast enough, by a nice gentleman, didn't catch his name, he left not long after he brought you here."
Ami knew who it was. Direnda. Such a nice gentleman he was, but something still bothered Ami about him. Where did he come from? Why has he been near her a lot? Why did she only feel weak around him? Ami turned to the doctor. "Excuse me, but how long am I going to be in here?" she asked. If there was one thing she regretted, it was missing school."
"Don't worry," replied the doctor, "Everything seems to be alright, you're free to go whenever you're ready."
"Oh, thank you!" replied Ami.
Ami tossed and turned in her bed, as she tried to sleep, but for some reason, she just couldn't get to sleep. Every time her eyes closed, a voice began to echo inside her head. But this was no ordinary voice; this was a chilling voice, yet it also had the innocence voice of a young girl.
"Come to me, come to the light" it called out, as Ami tried for the umpteenth time to sleep.
Afraid, Ami sat up, her sweat soaking her bed sheets. She glanced at her alarm clock, as it ticked eerily by, second by second. It was just past two in the morning. But something about that voice scared her. It was like she knew the voice, but didn't have a face to place it.
The same thing had happened all week, ever since the auditions. Every night, the same thing happened, and she had hardly slept in the past few days.
"It's just a dream," Ami mumbled to herself, nervously looking around. "Try to relax, just relax, there's nothing to be afraid of…"
Eventually, Ami drifted off to sleep, her body giving up on itself. But if Ami could have stay awake all night, she would have.
Inside her own dream, Ami was floating, floating in the middle of a dark tunnel, there was nothing around but darkness, and fear, and Ami was afraid. There was nowhere to hide, because Ami could not move. Just then, a light appeared, blinding Ami, and a voice, that same chilling, yet youthful voice began to sound. "Come to me, come to the light," it ordered.
"Who are you?" asked Ami.
"You know me already…"
"Where are you?"
"You know where I am already…"
Suddenly, Ami found herself moving, but away from the light. No matter how much she tried to resist, she was moving faster and faster, pulling her closer and closer to the darkness, almost surrounded by the sheer evilness that the dark emitted. Ami tried to scream for help, but as she opened her mouth, nothing came out. No matter how much she wanted to shout, she couldn't. Out of the blue, the darkness encircled her, and Ami felt like she was suffocating, the air slowly being squeezed out of her lungs. Drawing her final breaths, a sound began to ring in her ears.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" it squealed. "BEEP BEEP BEEP!"
Ami sat up, scared, and turned to the beeping. It was her alarm clock; innocently informing her that is was Seven o'clock, and time to be awake. Could it have been possible, that she managed to actually get some sleep? Impossible. Sure, it was seven o'clock, but Ami felt exhausted, and not ready to move. But she had a busy day ahead of her. It was the last day of the extra holiday, and she had some last minute tasks to do before going back to school tomorrow.
Hauling herself out of bed, she made her way to the bathroom, were she ran some cold water under the basin, and splashed herself with it.
"Much better," though Ami to herself, as she pulled her head back up to inspect her face in the mirror, but when she came in contact with her reflection, something didn't seem right about her face. It didn't seem normal. It seemed evil. Ami stepped back, drawing a shocked breath. She blinked, and looked again. There was nothing, except the fear-filled face that was her own.
Outside, while in the city, Ami's day was not getting any better at all. The streets were crowded, and everyone seemed to be pushing and shoving, trying to be dominant in the crowd. For some reason, on today of all days, this made Ami very nervous.
Desperate, Ami made a dive for safety in a nearby café, where she indulged herself in some fresh tea, and a slice of cheesecake. The crowds were beginning to die down, and everything was nice and quiet in the café, when a figure approached behind Ami, and thrust a hand onto Ami's shoulder, making her leap up straight.
"No need to seem so surprised," reassured the voice, as Ami looked up to see who has made her jump, and was met with the figure of a tall man. "Hello Ami," he smiled.
"Oh, hello Direnda," greeted Ami, as she sank back down into her seat.
"May I join you?"
"Sure,"
"Marvellous," Direnda finished, as he sat himself down on the seat facing Ami. "So, what brings you here Ami?"
"Oh, the busy crowds,"
"Same here, I prefer the peace that comes with solitude, it's so relaxing and calm, don't you agree Ami?"
Ami didn't respond. She had totally zoned out. Something was nagging her about Direnda, something didn't seem right. If only she could work out what is was…
"Ami? Ami?" repeated Direnda, to no avail, when suddenly.
"Why do I feel so strange around him?" thought Ami to herself, "It's almost like he's from somewhere that I've…" Ami continued no further, only letting out a weak moan, before mysteriously passing out. Direnda rushed over to Ami, picking her up off the floor.
"SOMEONE GET A DOCTOR!" yelled Direnda, to the crowd in the café, who were just staring at the out cold Ami.
Several hours later, Ami came to, in a hospital bed. Ami sat up, confused at why she was here, when a nearby doctor walked over to her.
"Well, you are a sleeping beauty, aren't you?" joked the doctor.
"Sorry?" replied a confused Ami.
"Well, you've been unconscious for a few hours, but you're okay, as you were brought here fast enough, by a nice gentleman, didn't catch his name, he left not long after he brought you here."
Ami knew who it was. Direnda. Such a nice gentleman he was, but something still bothered Ami about him. Where did he come from? Why has he been near her a lot? Why did she only feel weak around him? Ami turned to the doctor. "Excuse me, but how long am I going to be in here?" she asked. If there was one thing she regretted, it was missing school."
"Don't worry," replied the doctor, "Everything seems to be alright, you're free to go whenever you're ready."
"Oh, thank you!" replied Ami.