Lain's scattered thoughts and feelings.
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Mists of the morning sun hung in the air, giving off a musky dew aroma. The scent tickled Lain's nose as she sat high upon a white apartment building. She sat with her feet dangling off the ledge of the twentieth story. The wind whisped through her short hair softly blowing it this way and that. Her tan jacket clung tightly to her body while her eyes watched the people of Tokyo. They went about their daily lives un-knowing of the world being reset.
"Lain..." She barely moved her lips as she spoke. It had been five years since Lain heard her name come from a friendly voice. She wondered how her older sister could remember her name when Alice, the closest person to Lain, had only recognized her face? Did Mika really care that much about her little sister to have held memories so significant that Lain wasn't able to erase them?
"...Maybe..." Lain stopped as her mind wandered away to a different possibility.
The rythmatic buzzing of the power lines atop the building sang their song to Lain as she thought. That sound was ever present to her. In some way, it gave Lain a feeling of security to hear that static noise. It was never silent here in this world. Lain could remember the days she walked to the bus or to the train and constantly could feel and hear the electricity flow through the wires of the telephone poles.
School. Family. Strangers. Cyberia. Kids. Boys. Girls. Friends.
She would never remember what they truly meant. School and family were memories she didn't really understand the true meaning of. Lain could never know a stranger. She was connected to everyone as they are connected to her. They may not know who she is, but they are still connected. Cyberia is now an abandoned building, where only a few outcasts hang around. Kids no longer understood the power of the uncollected conscious and would never show that image of Lain in the sky again. Boys and girls are and would always be the same, chasing after one another to find 'love'. Friends...Lain's mind immediately sought out Alice's heart-warming smile and compassionate voice. The image of Alice quickly faded into the darkness of Lain's eyes. She could never have friends again because of who she had become.
"Who am I?" She asked outloud to the electric wires. The voice of her sister answered 'Lain'.
"Lain."
The word constantly echoed in her ears like a high pitch ring that hounded her constantly. Her mind couldn't block out the voice of her sister saying her name over...and over. Lain cupped her hand over her ears in an effort to stop the sound. As the unbroken weight of Mika's voice grew louder, the buzzing of the electricity poles twined higher. That once secure music mutated into a mechanical moster. They both grew stronger...and stronger...and louder..and louder. Lain squeezed her amber-brown eyes shut against the chaotic ruckus. A train passed below, sending vibrations through the ground and stone. It trounced against her skin and pounded on her heart. The sensation of everything closing in on her at once ticked at her brain, making her go insane.
"Stop!" Lain's wrathful voice hummed in her throat as she yelled out.
Suddenly, everything went silent and Lain could no longer feel the cool wind or the misty fragrance of morning. There was no scent and no feeling, save for the ramming of her heart against her chest.
Opening her eyes, Lain could see she was in a pitch black room with a glint of dim light shining down on her. She was in the wired.
"What am I doing here?" Lain demanded in a toughened voice.
"Don't you understand, Lain?" Her name echoed throughout the room. Lain turned around to see the back of a young girl. She was Lain's height with short brown hair. A similar faded light shone down on her as well. "You reset the world, Lain." The daughter of the wired paused. "But you failed to reset their minds. You are not complete. They are not complete. You created an error..."
She had made an error. The pain inside from this error was something she couldn't understand. The hate she felt for herself and for the man that created her would not go away. He created her and she created an error...
"How do you fix this error, Lain? Do you destroy it like a virus? As you did the Black Knights? Do you reset the world with a new program? A new sense of survival? What will you do Lain?"
Lain's eyes scowled as she glared deep into the mind of the girl. "Who are you?" The fist of the girl who only said questions tightened.
"Who am I?" She said in whisper. Her head turned to the left meeting Lain's amber-brown eyes with her own. "I am Lain. I am you. I am an image, a mind, a heart of Lain. I am Lain's thoughts. I am your thoughts."
A tense connection rose between Lain and this image that stood before her. "What action will you take, Lain?"
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Please review and tell me what you liked and disliked about this chapter.
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Mists of the morning sun hung in the air, giving off a musky dew aroma. The scent tickled Lain's nose as she sat high upon a white apartment building. She sat with her feet dangling off the ledge of the twentieth story. The wind whisped through her short hair softly blowing it this way and that. Her tan jacket clung tightly to her body while her eyes watched the people of Tokyo. They went about their daily lives un-knowing of the world being reset.
"Lain..." She barely moved her lips as she spoke. It had been five years since Lain heard her name come from a friendly voice. She wondered how her older sister could remember her name when Alice, the closest person to Lain, had only recognized her face? Did Mika really care that much about her little sister to have held memories so significant that Lain wasn't able to erase them?
"...Maybe..." Lain stopped as her mind wandered away to a different possibility.
The rythmatic buzzing of the power lines atop the building sang their song to Lain as she thought. That sound was ever present to her. In some way, it gave Lain a feeling of security to hear that static noise. It was never silent here in this world. Lain could remember the days she walked to the bus or to the train and constantly could feel and hear the electricity flow through the wires of the telephone poles.
School. Family. Strangers. Cyberia. Kids. Boys. Girls. Friends.
She would never remember what they truly meant. School and family were memories she didn't really understand the true meaning of. Lain could never know a stranger. She was connected to everyone as they are connected to her. They may not know who she is, but they are still connected. Cyberia is now an abandoned building, where only a few outcasts hang around. Kids no longer understood the power of the uncollected conscious and would never show that image of Lain in the sky again. Boys and girls are and would always be the same, chasing after one another to find 'love'. Friends...Lain's mind immediately sought out Alice's heart-warming smile and compassionate voice. The image of Alice quickly faded into the darkness of Lain's eyes. She could never have friends again because of who she had become.
"Who am I?" She asked outloud to the electric wires. The voice of her sister answered 'Lain'.
"Lain."
The word constantly echoed in her ears like a high pitch ring that hounded her constantly. Her mind couldn't block out the voice of her sister saying her name over...and over. Lain cupped her hand over her ears in an effort to stop the sound. As the unbroken weight of Mika's voice grew louder, the buzzing of the electricity poles twined higher. That once secure music mutated into a mechanical moster. They both grew stronger...and stronger...and louder..and louder. Lain squeezed her amber-brown eyes shut against the chaotic ruckus. A train passed below, sending vibrations through the ground and stone. It trounced against her skin and pounded on her heart. The sensation of everything closing in on her at once ticked at her brain, making her go insane.
"Stop!" Lain's wrathful voice hummed in her throat as she yelled out.
Suddenly, everything went silent and Lain could no longer feel the cool wind or the misty fragrance of morning. There was no scent and no feeling, save for the ramming of her heart against her chest.
Opening her eyes, Lain could see she was in a pitch black room with a glint of dim light shining down on her. She was in the wired.
"What am I doing here?" Lain demanded in a toughened voice.
"Don't you understand, Lain?" Her name echoed throughout the room. Lain turned around to see the back of a young girl. She was Lain's height with short brown hair. A similar faded light shone down on her as well. "You reset the world, Lain." The daughter of the wired paused. "But you failed to reset their minds. You are not complete. They are not complete. You created an error..."
She had made an error. The pain inside from this error was something she couldn't understand. The hate she felt for herself and for the man that created her would not go away. He created her and she created an error...
"How do you fix this error, Lain? Do you destroy it like a virus? As you did the Black Knights? Do you reset the world with a new program? A new sense of survival? What will you do Lain?"
Lain's eyes scowled as she glared deep into the mind of the girl. "Who are you?" The fist of the girl who only said questions tightened.
"Who am I?" She said in whisper. Her head turned to the left meeting Lain's amber-brown eyes with her own. "I am Lain. I am you. I am an image, a mind, a heart of Lain. I am Lain's thoughts. I am your thoughts."
A tense connection rose between Lain and this image that stood before her. "What action will you take, Lain?"
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Please review and tell me what you liked and disliked about this chapter.