Prologue
-this takes place between the matrix and the matrix reloaded which means i am changing the matrix reloaded to suit my story... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... cough cough sorry... hair ball...-
Claire tossed and turned trying to get in a comfortable position while telling herself that she is perfectly capable of falling back asleep, when in fact this wasn't the truth. Since the whole suicide incident with Vince and his brother she had been dreaming of Lani tangled in the net. Every night, over and over again. Every time she felt the same pang of guilt in her stomach, watching Lani float there in the net. On certain nights, however, she dreamed of all the things she went through with Lani. The hospital trip, beating up Vance, the night he disappeared.
She finally gave in and sat up in bed, pulling the covers around her so she didn't freeze. Claire reached over and picked her diary off the nightstand and brought in front of her. She leaned back and rested her head against the wall and brought her knees up in front of her to hold up the diary. Clicking open the diary, Claire slid the pencil out of its holster and opened to a fresh page. It took her a moment to find the right words in her head but once she had them she couldn't stop writing about the dream.
When the task was complete she slid out of bed and wondered over to where her Dell computer sat on the desk. The on button lit up once she pressed it and the computer sprang to life before her. Shuffling back the bed she picked a blanket out of the mess of blankets laying on the bed and wrapped it around her, then shuffled back the computer and sat in the computer chair in front of the desk.
Once the computer had stopped loading she clicked the internet icon. However, instead of a window with her homepage popping up, the screen went black and type started appearing.
Hello Claire.
Claire stared at the computer in disbelief. What's going on?
I know you can't sleep anymore without constant reminder of the past.
I must still be asleep, Claire thought, or at least partly asleep, this is just one big hallucination.
I can help you get passed these dreams. All you have to do is go to the party.
Party? What party is this… whatever it is, talking about? Claire was curious at this point.
We'll talk later… knock, knock, Claire.
Just then the sound of a knock on her door, followed by another caused her to jump. Who or what exactly was that? And how does it know all this?
"Claire, honey, are you awake?" Claire's mother asked from outside the door.
Claire slowly stood up, after finding the computer screen blank and the modem turned off, and trudged to the door and opened it with a slight twist and tug of the door handle.
"Yes, I couldn't fall back asleep." Claire told her mother truthfully.
"Something wrong, sweetheart?" Her mother questioned, concern shown clearly on her face.
Claire leaned on the doorframe, intently staring at the floor. She was thinking about the computer and the strange thing that seemed to know everything. But quickly exhaustion swept over her for the second time that night.
"No," Claire responded in a distant voice, "I'm fine."
"Ok, try to get back to sleep again, you look tired." With that her mom left, leaving Claire in the doorway staring at the carpet.
Claire turned and slowly shut the door behind her. Pulling the covers up on her bed, she climbed in and pulled the covers over her. Before closing her eyes she gave the computer one last glance, but to her horror and amazement there was another message on the screen:
Good night, Claire.
sighs yes i know, weird crossover, but what the hell i love that book and I'm obsessed with this movie. I also liked the way i didn't have to think, really... it just sort of flowed. You know what else I like? reviews hint hint though if you don't like it constructive critisism will do.