Chapter 28
Who To Fail?
Sydney saw from the stage living Jack holding Sally. Sydney stood strong and ridged. She tried to fight off her tears, but the stinging in her eyes and nose was too intense. Her vision blurred by excess of water in her eyes. She thought that she must have given into sympathy.
Sydney turned to her Jack with depressed eyes, but he wouldn't look at her. His face was grave as he glared out at his past.
Sydney didn't know exactly how to say it, but knew it should be said, "Jack…I'm sorry. I didn't know it would turn out like this."
He took a deep breath, "I said for us to go. But you-"
"OH MY GOD!" a man cried out from the crowd, "My hands! Look at my hands!"
A woman screamed and the whole building went into a panic.
"What the Hell?" exclaimed Sydney.
"The dream," said Jack forgetting his grudge, "it's ending. We've got to leave, NOW!"
"Right," Sydney said with a trace of guilt.
She reached for skeleton Jack's hand that was extended openly to her, but Sydney was suddenly pulled out from under her feet. The tornado had picked up Sydney, hurtling her through the air.
"JAAAAAAAA…" Sydney's scream trailed off as she was flung into the wind.
"SYDNEY!" Jack called back to her. The frightened commotion of the room made finding Sydney impossible.
No! Jack's thoughts screamed. Where is she? There's no time!
Jack looked at his surroundings. Everything began to ripple like a liquid picture.
I can either leave to save myself and have the dream implode Sydney's head, or… Jack looked into the tornado. I could kill myself by jumping in after her. What do I do? Fail Sydney? Or fail Sally?