Bloodbound
~Chapter 2~
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~Sara's room~
"But uncle, it seemed so real!!!! It was just….horrifying!!" Sara felt tears burning in her eyes, but decided not to cry so she wouldn't alarm her family and friends even more. Flint had a very worried look on his face. Tony sat down on Sara's head and kissed her kindly on her forehead. "It wasn't real Sara, you don't have to be afraid of anything. We won't let anything happen to you, okay? Now you just lay back and relax. Do you want something to drink? Or maybe something to eat?" At the mentioning of food Flint's face lightened up. "Hey yeah that's a great idea Tony!! We can all eat in Sara's room to keep her company!" Sara felt a small smile crossing her lips and she let out a soft laugh. "Flint I won't have any of that. When I'm all better I will have to clean up the mess you make during eating!" Flint looked surprised. "I don't make a huge mess when I'm eating do I?" Everybody just sighed.
"Anyway, thanks Tony. I would love some water." Tony nodded. "Comin' up sis!" And with that he left the room, followed by Flint. Uncle Bernie looked in Sara's eyes again with a serious expression. "Sara, what happened in your dream that was so horrible? What made you scream out loud?" Sara hesitated for a moment.
She decided not to tell her uncle everything. She felt like she had to think about what happened and what she was going to do. For the moment she decided the following was enough: "I…I just saw the Dark Lord and he was telling how he was going to hunt us down..It all gets a little blurry from there. But you're right it was all just a bad dream and I should probably forget all about it." Uncle Bernie kept on staring at her for a moment, as if trying to find out whether or not she was telling the truth. He opened his mouth, but closed it again. "I should let it rest. It clearly upset her very much." He thought to himself. He got up after giving his niece a small kiss on the cheek. "I will go to my lab now to work on some improvements on the timecycle. Think you will be ok? If there's anything wrong or if you need anything, just let me know." Sara gave him a small smile in return and nodded. Bernard looked back one more time and left.
Sara leaned back against the back of her head and closed her eyes for a moment. She had one hell of a headache and massaged her temples. She let out a sigh. She opened her eyes and looked out her window to the sky outside. She drifted off in thoughts. "What happened?? Why did everything feel so real?? What am I supposed to do with this…Maybe uncle Bernie really is right…after all, dreams can be very convincing. Worrying about something non-existent isn't very useful. Try to forget it Sara, you'll only drive yourself insane if you keep on thinking about it like this. Allright I'll try to forget. Just a dream…" Sara sighed and felt a little relieved that she wouldn't have to think about what happened anymore, and neither did she have to worry about telling her family, friends and…Merlock. She quickly shook the thought and put het two bare feet on the carpet.
Then something in the left corner of the room caught her attention. Her heartbeat went a little faster as she was trying to tell herself that someone, Tony or Flint, must have left something in her room that didn't belong there. After all, they loved coming to her room and peek at her stuff. Somehow it wasn't that convincing and didn't offer the comfort she longed for. She took a deep breath and turned around to face what had caught her attention.
When the vision of what she saw got through to her shocked head, she started whimpering and put one hand on her mouth to prevent herself from yelling out loud. In a flash she felt the sharp, stinging pain in her cheek, but there was still no mark there. A few tears burned in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. She sat back down on her bed, trembling.
Pinned on her desk, was a single darkblue rose, leaving a simple but effective and terrifying memory.
