Bones crunched and ached as my body and limbs jerked violently. For a moment I swore the seizure had caused me to go blind as a murky cloud washed over my vision. The bright orbs entered my mind once again followed by the haunting beeping sound and thunderous crash. Seemed to me that whatever the hell was happening to me was reaching some sorta major climax. What I find strange was the blue eyes glaring at me through the fog. Funny. I swear I had seen eyes like that before, though I can't put my finger on it when.
Low guttural gurgles escaped my cracked lips as my back arched, fingers curled around a familiar material. The sounds I was creating was as if I was impersonating Chewbacca from Star Wars, and very badly I have to add. Even though I couldn't see them at this given time, I could still hear the panic stricken voices of my brothers, dumbfounded and terrified at what was happening before them.
Calloused hands pressed against my glistening face, nervous fingers flicked my bangs out of my now milky white eyes. Another pair battled with my thrashing arms. One of the hands on my face moved and positioned itself on the back of my neck. The images were strengthening and the pain was burning right into my brain, so much that I could sense the veins at my temples pulsing and throbbing. What in the name of Donkey Kong was goin' on? My hands jerked up and came into contact with a face and with shaking fingers I could trace the stubbly jaw line. Right away I knew the identity of that face.
"Dean," I wheezed. "Make it stop. Please. It hurts."
For several more second I trembled until finally it stopped and everything went black.
(Chris)
Alrighty folks Sammy's gonna take over at this point of the chapter as I…well if you read the section above then you'll know that I just passed out. For obvious reasons I wasn't awake for this part. He'll fill you guys on the things I missed. Hit it Sammy.
(Sam)
Don't call me that. You don't like Chrissie.
(Chris)
Get on with the story Samwise. Frodo's readers don't like waiting.
(Sam)
Fine.
Time had stood still within the past minute and a half. I could only watch my sister endure a violent fit, feeling helpless I tried my best to comfort her until it surpassed. Her vibrant green eyes had turned a foggy white color as if she was under some sorta trance. On contact I received a shock, images and sounds zoomed into my head. Two bright lights and a very loud crash, followed by orange flames and a distressed howl. Recoiling slightly I realised what was wrong with my baby sister. Apparently I wasn't the only one in the family to be suffering from horrifying visions, Chris was a victim of the same agony I was going through every night. Poor kid should've been spared that at least. Once her seizure ended, Dean and I just stared blankly at each other for a second before returning our attention onto Chris.
"This kid goes through too much trauma" murmured Dean scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to her bed.
Chris appeared peaceful as she was gently eased onto the mattress. Her heart shaped face highlighted by the early morning sunlight. It reminded me when she was very little in fact. Though that was years before she was introduced into our hellish family business. If it was up to me, I'd wish she never found out about what's really out there in the dark. I had always been curious to find out what goes on in that bizarre mind but now I have. Out all the people in the world, why did it have to be my sister.
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