Chloe and I got to her home. We went upstairs and got inside Chloe's room. Chloe closed the door and lied down on her bed.
"Hey, Jace, put on some music while I medicate, would ya?" Chloe asked as she pulled out a cigarette, lit it up and began smoking.
"Alright." I looked at the music player. "Hey, where's your CD?"
"In the box under my bed." Chloe replied. I nodded and looked under her bed. I found the box and pulled it out. I opened the box and saw a CD. "Found it." I grabbed the CD. As I did that, though, I saw a folded up photo. Deciding to investigate, I held the photo. Wait... isn't that the missing girl I saw on the missing person poster earlier today? What was her name again... Rachel Amber? I turned my head to look at Chloe's desk. There were a lot of those missing person posters. Did Chloe make them? I wondered. I opened up the photo and I saw Chloe... flipping off the camera. ... Of course.
Chloe quickly noticed me looking at the photo and sat up. "Hey, gimme that!" She grabbed the photo.
"S-Sorry! I didn't mean to be nosy!" I apologized, sitting next to her. "Obviously, she was a good friend..."
"That's putting it mildly. After my dad died and you left, I felt abandoned. Then, I met Rachel and everything was good... she was my angel..."
"Wait... so those missing person posters, those were-"
"Mine? Yes. I made them. I posted them all over Blackwell. She's been missing for 6 months. I miss her... can... can you please put on some music?" Chloe asked, lying back down on the bed after putting away the photo.
"Chloe, are you okay?" I asked, concerned.
"I'm awesome. Just put on some music while I blaze." Chloe said, smoking her cigar. I walked toward the music player, opened up the disk case and put in the CD. Relaxing music began to play.
"So... what did you hear?" Chloe asked me.
"Huh?"
"What did you hear back in the bathroom?"
"Oh, um... just a little bit."
"Bullshit. There's no way you didn't hear every single vowel." Chloe called me out.
Damn it. She saw right through me. "Okay, fine. I heard about drugs and money. But that's it, I swear."
"Did you tell anyone that I was there?" The punk girl asked.
I shook my head.
"Good. Also... don't trust Wells. That drunk bastard only cares about money for his school."
"I will keep that in mind."
"Anyway, shouldn't you be heading to the garage to, you know, fix your camera 'n' shit?" Chloe reminded me.
My eyes lit up. "Oh, right."
"See ya in a bit, Jace." Chloe said as I left the room and went to the garage. I looked around the garage and looked at the TV. I turned it on and saw many rooms. What the...? Is this house being... monitored everywhere? Jeez, who would be paranoid enough to do that? I looked and saw the tools on top of a washing machine. "Great! Now, how do I get them down...?" I muttered. I saw a big square piece of cardboard. An idea popped into my head. I pushed the cardboard piece under the table and turned on the washing machine. This caused the toolbox to shake and eventually fall down under the table. I pulled the cardboard piece out and the toolbox was on it. "Yes!" I said, getting the toolbox. As I was about to leave, I saw some files on the cupboard. ... Eh, why the fuck not? I grabbed the files and took a look inside. It turns out that there were pictures of Kate in it. The hell? What kind of creep would stalk Kate like this? I put them away and left the garage. I got back into Chloe's room. I noticed that she had put her black jacket away.
"You found the tools?" Chloe asked me.
"Yep."
"Sweet. You can work on your camera on my desk." Chloe said. I smile and I sat down on the chair. I began working on fixing my camera. 50 minutes later, it wasn't going well. "Come on... damn it! Okay, I can fix this. ... Son of a bitch!"
Chloe chuckled. "Short temper. Just like when we were kids."
"I can't fix this camera..." I sighed sadly. Chloe got up and rummaged through her drawers. "What are you doing?"
"I know it was your birthday a few months ago..." Chloe said. She pulled out a camera. I knew what that camera was. It was the camera that Chloe's father, William, had before he died. "So... I'm giving you this." Chloe gave me the camera.
"Chloe... you remembered my birthday. That's so sweet..." I thanked Chloe, sincerely touched. "... But I can't take this."
"Please, I insist. Besides, dad would be pissed if I didn't use it, and I know it would be used awesomely..."
I smiled softly. "Very well then. I'll take it." I said, taking the camera. Chloe saw the butterfly photo and grabbed it.
"I recognize this... I'm guessing you took this earlier in the bathroom?" Chloe asked. I nodded. "Alright. Is it fine if I keep this? You know, as a sign of our reunion?"
"Of course you can keep it." I smiled.
"Awesome! Thanks." Chloe said, putting the photo in her pocket. Chloe then went to the music player and put on a loud song. "Now that all the mushy shit is out of the way, I feel like stage-diving. Let's thrash this place!"
"You're crazy..." I chuckled.
"Yep yep, I'm fuckin' insane in the brain! Let's dance, boy!" Chloe grabbed my arms. "C'mon, spin me around!"
"I-I don't think I can-"
"C'mon, man! Spin me!" I sighed, grabbed Chloe's hand and spun her around. "Whoo-hoo-hoo! Hell yeah!" Chloe jumped onto her bed and began dancing while smoking her cigar. I couldn't help but laugh. "Hey, Jace, take a picture!"
"Eh, why the hell not?" I laughed and took out the camera Chloe gave me, taking a picture of the dancing Chloe.
"C'mon, dance with me! This song hella rules!" Chloe said. I chuckle as I slowly dance. Soon, we both heard a voice.
"Chloe, are you up there?"
Chloe quickly stopped dancing and looked at me. "Yo, turn it off!" She whispered. I turned the music player off.
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop blasting that punk shit!?" That voice... it sounded familiar...
"The music's not even on!" Chloe yelled.
"I'm... guessing that's the step-prick you talked about earlier?" I asked.
"Yep." Chloe sighed.
"I'm coming up there, we need to talk!"
Chloe got up and quickly locked the door. "Dude, hide."
"What?"
"He hates it when I bring people over. Hide, now." There was a knock on the door.
"Chloe, open this door, please." The familiar voice said.
I looked around for a place to hide. I looked at the closet and opened it. Unfortunately, the lamp fell and knocked over some boxes on top, blocking me from coming in. "Are you fuckin' kidding me?" I muttered. I rewound time back to before I opened the closet. After moving the lamp, I opened the closet and hid in there, sitting down to make myself less noticeable. Chloe unlocked the door and, to my shock, the Blackwell security guard came in. Wait... is that... David Madsen? He's Chloe's stepdad!? ... Yeesh. No wonder Chloe hates him...
"What's going on in here?" David asked.
"Jeez, I'm just trying on clothes. You're so frickin' paranoid." Chloe retorted.
"Yeah, combat will do that to you." David said. He walked up to Chloe's desk. "One of my guns is missing. Did you take it?"
"Oh god, I didn't take your stupid gun. You know I believe in gun control?"
"Wait... is that grass?" David picked up the cigar Chloe had. "Have you been toking it up in here again!?"
"Oh yeah, guns, weed... you're tripping balls." Chloe exclaimed.
"I'm getting sick of your disrespect. Tell me the truth, now!" David shouted. I really wanted to step in and take the blame, but... Chloe wanted me to hide. I don't want to anger her. Plus, it would end up getting my Blackwell scholarship taken away.
"Stop treating me and my mom like we're your family platoon!" Chloe yelled.
"Leave Joyce out of this."
"I wish you'd leave her now!" Chloe shouted. Then David something that made my blood boil; ... He backhanded Chloe in the face. I clenched my fists and sneered the moment it happened. Chloe placed her hand on her cheek and David had a regretful look on his face.
"I... Chloe, I'm sorry... I care about your mother, and... you just keep pushing me..."
"... Don't ever touch me again, asshole. If you do, I'll bring the cops in here so fast-"
"You're not that dumb, Chloe. ... Someday, you'll grow up." David sighed, leaving the room. Chloe sat down on her bed, her hand still on her cheek. I opened the closet and came out.
"Chloe... I'm so sorry, I should've-" I started.
"No, don't be sorry. He would've been a bigger dick if he saw you in here..." Chloe told me.
"I find that hard to believe..."
"Anyway... let's sneak out the window. There's one cool place we can go to in this hickhole..." Chloe said, sneaking out through the window. I followed her. We went to the cliff, where the lighthouse was.
Odd... I haven't been here in such a long time, yet it feels like I just got back here... Wait. isn't this... the same path I was on during my nightmare today...? I slowly went through the path and to the cliff. Chloe was there, sitting on the bench. I noticed a mark on her cheek. "Are... you sure you don't wanna be alone?"
"Sit down, if you want." Chloe said. I sat down. I noticed an upset tone in her voice.
"Are... you pissed at me?"
"What? No, I just... I wanted some back-up."
"I'm not as brave as you, Chloe. And David really is a step-dou- ... no. He's a step-dick."
"Heh. Nice one." Chloe chuckled. I got an idea. I knew how to cheer up Chloe.
"Nah, nah, that's not good enough. How about Captain Dickhead? Oh! Maybe even Officer Asshole!" Chloe was starting to giggle. My idea was working! "Wait! Sergeant Prickhead! Sir Ass-o-lot? Oh, oh! Ranger Assface!"
Now Chloe was giggling like a schoolgirl. "Stop! Please! I can't breathe!" Chloe giggled, holding her sides. I smiled. Soon, Chloe calmed down. "Oh man, I am SO using those nicknames!" After a few minutes, she frowned slightly. "Sorry you had to experience his douchebag personality firsthand."
"Has he always been like this?" I asked.
"Ever since my mom dragged him to our home... I never trusted him..."
"I never trusted him either. I even saw him hassle Kate Marsh one time."
"I know her. She's cool. Only he would bully her."
"He has this... weird agenda..."
"He has a lot of secret files. Dumbass still thinks he's gathering enemy intelligence." Chloe scoffed. "You got a look?"
I nodded. "Yeah. The bastard has creepy photos of Kate and other Blackwell students."
"He takes his job way too seriously. He still thinks he's at war or something. He has a total surveillance fetish. I worry there are spy cams in the house."
"Had a feeling you didn't know..."
"What do you mean?" Chloe asked me.
"Chloe, your house is under surveillance. There are cameras all over the house. I saw it on a monitor in the garage."
Chloe growled. "I knew it. He's so fucking paranoid! ... I'll keep this a secret for now..."
"Ignorance is bliss, I guess..."
"No wonder I'm miserable. Everyone knows everybody's secrets!"
"... What's Nathan's secret?" I asked.
"He's an asshole who sells bad shit cut with laxative... and I know that he dosed me with a drug in his room." Chloe answered.
That got my attention. "What?"
"I met him in some bar that didn't card me. He was too rich for the place and too wasted. He kept flashing bills, too..."
"Tell me what happened. Now." I said with slight anger. "What did that fucker do?"
Chloe seemed a little taken aback at my anger, but she continued. "I thought he was so blazed that it would be an easy score."
"You needed cash that bad?"
Chloe nods. "Yes. I owe big time... I thought he'd have enough for me and Rachel if she showed up..."
"How much do you owe exactly?"
"Three grand. Plus interest." Chloe replied.
"Holy shit."
"Yeah. Before I could get a chunk of that from Nathan, he drugged my beer." Once again, I felt my blood boil. "I passed out on the floor. When I woke up, I saw him smiling, and he had a camera. Everything else was a blur. I tried to kick him in the balls and ended up breaking a lamp. Nathan freaked out, so I managed to get out through the door and haul ass... Jace, it was insane..."
"That son of a bitch...! Chloe, that's so fucked up!" I said in pure anger.
"Yeah, it is. I figured I would make him pay me to keep quiet. So, we met in the bathroom... and he brought a fucking gun. If I knew he was that dangerous, I never would have come to the bathroom. Bringing that gun... that was Nathan's last mistake..."
"He's dangerous to everyone. Not just to you..."
"Good thing he was expelled. That fucker deserved it... but... enough about that. Let's talk about how you saved me. Seriously, that was badass."
I chuckled and rubbed the back of my head, blushing. "Hey, come on, it was nothing..."
"Don't be so damn humble! It was totally badass! Seeing you after all these years feels like..."
"... Destiny?"
Chloe and I looked at each other. Blood red eyes met blue eyes. Soon, Chloe got up and walked toward the cliff. I got off the bench and stood next to her.
"If this is destiny... I hope we can find Rachel. I miss her, Jace." Chloe then got angry. "Arcadia Bay... it has taken everyone I've ever loved! I'd like to drop a bomb on this town and turn it to fucking glass!"
Suddenly, my head started to throb. "Ghh..." I placed my hands on my head and backed away. My head was throbbing like crazy and it hurt. Chloe noticed. "Jace?"
I looked up. I was back in the storm. What!? This again? No... no! Why? Why does this keep happening to me!? I looked around and saw a doe up ahead. Huh? I began to move up the path. I have to... I have to find out if Chloe's still up there! I quickly saw a boulder heading my way. I rewound time and quickly went through the path, the boulder not hitting me, thankfully. Then, a tree fell down, blocking the path. I rewound time and kept walking, the tree falling behind me. I kept following the doe. Soon, a bunch of tree trunks began rolling down. After reversing time, I moved away before the tree trunks rolled down. After that, I kept following the doe. Soon enough, I got to the cliff. I looked at the giant tornado. No... it's back... The huge piece of rubble hit the lighthouse and a huge chunk of the lighthouse and took down the tree trunk. I quickly walked through before the metal top of the lighthouse could slowly fall down on me. As I got close to the doe, it disappeared. Confused, I looked around. I couldn't find the doe anywhere. I saw a newspaper and grabbed it. I saw the date on it; October 11th, 2013.
"What!? Isn't this Friday!? That's four days away!" I said. "Shit... that tornado... it's heading for the town..." Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder...
I found myself back at the cliff with Chloe. I was panicked. "Oh my god, Chloe! You're here! I'm back! Oh shit, it's real... it's real..."
"What's real? What's going on? You totally blacked out..."
"I didn't black out! I had another vision... the town is going to get wiped out by a tornado..."
"Dude, dude, calm down. Oregon gets tornadoes every twenty years, you just zoned."
"No I didn't! I saw it, I felt the electricity in the air!"
"Jace, take a deep breath, okay?"
"Chloe, I'm not crazy. There's something else I have to tell you..." I said.
"Talk to me, Jace. What is it?" Chloe asked.
"I had the same vision earlier in class... after I came out of it, I... I found out I could reverse time..."
"Jace, are you high or something?"
"I'm not fucking high! How do you think I saved you in the bathroom?"
"By reversing time? Yeah, right, that totally makes sense." Chloe replied sarcastically.
"I saw you get shot, Chloe! I actually saw you get shot... I... I saw you die! I was able to go back and stop Nathan..."
"Okay, now I know that you're a guy with an huge imagination, but this isn't a video game or a story." Chloe said. "You don't have those powers, Jace."
"I don't know what I have, Chloe! But I have it... and... and I'm scared..." I felt something cold touch my cheek. "Wha...?" I looked up and saw snowflakes falling from the sky.
"The fuck? Snowflakes? It's like eighty degrees. How?" Chloe said.
"A climate change... or a storm is coming."
Chloe looked at me. "Jace..." I looked at her. "... start from the beginning. Tell me everything."
A/N: And with that, Chapter 1: Chrysalis is finished! And before you ask... yes. Each chapter in the game is gonna be divided into 3 parts in this story. Next time, it's part one of Chapter 2: Out of Time.