(A/N: Memories...haunting me...must finish story...)
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"Alright, time to visit your family," said G. "Pause, change scene."
Dib closed his eyes this time and opened them to see that they were now standing in the hallway of his house.
"C'mon." G urged, tapping him on the shoulder and notioning for him to follow. The entire house was as quiet as...well, as death. It was as if no one were living there any more. The boy followed as told and found himself led into Gaz's room.
The girl lay, stomach down, on her bed with her beloved Game-Slave 2 set on the bedspread. Dib watched her for a few moments as she tapped the buttons swiftly, like someone who had been playing since they could read gaming instructions. (Which she probably has.)
He felt kind of disappointed; Gaz seemed to be going on with her life so normally. It was as if he'd never even been there.
"See?" he said, looking up at G and pointing at her. "Nothing's changed."
The man shook his head and said softly, "Take a closer look."
With a quirked brow, Dib walked around to the side of Gaz's bed and gasped in surprise. Sure, she looked normal enough; sitting there and poking away at her gaming console, but something was certainly amiss.
"It's not even turned on," Dib said, his voice shaky. "The game...it-it's not on..."
"Exactly," said G. "She's not even paying attention to it. Her mind is on something else."
Gaz sat up on the bed and hugged her knees to her chest, looking down at the Game-Slave with an angry glare. After a few moments, she picked it up by the screen side and threw it into the wall, shattering the entire plastic body of the game console.
"Dib, y-you idiot." she said with a sob, clutching her knees tightly. "Why'd you h-have to go and...and..." She didn't finish her sentence, just scooted back to the head of her bed and stared down at her feet, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.
Her invisible brother just stared at her in disbelief.
"C'mon, Dib." he heard G say. "Let's go downstairs."
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Dib's Point of View
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I've never seen Gaz do something like that. She just smashed it into a million pieces.
Now we're going downstairs...to visit Dad...
I wonder how he's reacting...
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(A/N: Okay, I'm putting more chapters than I meant...)
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"Alright, time to visit your family," said G. "Pause, change scene."
Dib closed his eyes this time and opened them to see that they were now standing in the hallway of his house.
"C'mon." G urged, tapping him on the shoulder and notioning for him to follow. The entire house was as quiet as...well, as death. It was as if no one were living there any more. The boy followed as told and found himself led into Gaz's room.
The girl lay, stomach down, on her bed with her beloved Game-Slave 2 set on the bedspread. Dib watched her for a few moments as she tapped the buttons swiftly, like someone who had been playing since they could read gaming instructions. (Which she probably has.)
He felt kind of disappointed; Gaz seemed to be going on with her life so normally. It was as if he'd never even been there.
"See?" he said, looking up at G and pointing at her. "Nothing's changed."
The man shook his head and said softly, "Take a closer look."
With a quirked brow, Dib walked around to the side of Gaz's bed and gasped in surprise. Sure, she looked normal enough; sitting there and poking away at her gaming console, but something was certainly amiss.
"It's not even turned on," Dib said, his voice shaky. "The game...it-it's not on..."
"Exactly," said G. "She's not even paying attention to it. Her mind is on something else."
Gaz sat up on the bed and hugged her knees to her chest, looking down at the Game-Slave with an angry glare. After a few moments, she picked it up by the screen side and threw it into the wall, shattering the entire plastic body of the game console.
"Dib, y-you idiot." she said with a sob, clutching her knees tightly. "Why'd you h-have to go and...and..." She didn't finish her sentence, just scooted back to the head of her bed and stared down at her feet, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.
Her invisible brother just stared at her in disbelief.
"C'mon, Dib." he heard G say. "Let's go downstairs."
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Dib's Point of View
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I've never seen Gaz do something like that. She just smashed it into a million pieces.
Now we're going downstairs...to visit Dad...
I wonder how he's reacting...
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(A/N: Okay, I'm putting more chapters than I meant...)
