Authors Note: Here we go again. Sorry for the wait. I'm going away for 2-3 weeks starting either Saturday July 21 or Sunday July 22. I might not have wifi there and plus I don't wanna be on the computer the whole time I'm visiting my family. I have done some calculations and so far I have 60 days of summer left D: And 29 have already past! Dx It's like 25% over. WHY? I have GOT to seize the day more…have Phineas and Ferb taught me nothing? I am ashamed.
Feelings: Chapter 3
Another night, the images flashed through my mind as if it were happening right in front of me. I could see from three points of views.
Mine; I was in this fancy house but it wasn't just any fancy house, it was Roger's mansion. There's no need for me to go into the fact that I despise my brother…with a passion. But why was I in his house? I would never visit him and I sure wouldn't watch his house for him…I'd trash it maybe. My thoughts stopped when I saw a tangerine beaver tail flash around a corner.
"Perry?"
I walked around the corner only to find an empty hallway. I raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. I jumped and turned when I heard the clang of a silver dish cover hit the floor. I looked over at the small salad cart and the upside down cover on the fancy tiled floor. I walked over to it and placed the cover back on the cart. I was on the second floor; I looked over the edge of the railing at the lobby. It was also carpeted with a fancy rug and well-furnished like the rest of the house is.
I started to make my way down the stairs, I know I should be taking advantage of this situation and doing something evil like trashing and/or torching Roger's house but…I don't know, I just wasn't feeling it.
Just as I was about to turn the shiny doorknob, my point of view changed.
Perry's; He was running down the halls of the mansion at a frantic and rapid pace. He kept looking back over his shoulder and starting to run faster. This continued for a while. The platypus would run, look behind him, give a small gasp and run faster. He was getting tired and he didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky that he reached a dead end. Perry turned and backed into the railing, holding onto it as he looked into the eyes of his chaser. The platypus closed his eyes and turned his head, refusing to look at the person. This however, was what they wanted. They grabbed the platypus' face and made him look at them, look into their eyes. Perry's eyes filled with tears and he jerked his head to look away. That was also what the person wanted.
My point of view returned to my own and I shuddered visibly. Before anything else could happen, there was a yelp and a crash. The silver dish cover hit the floor but it didn't clang, it had hit carpet. I looked at the overturned salad cart and the pieces of wood from the railing on the carpeted lobby floor just a few feet away from me. Glasses and dishes were scattered on the ground, none of them broken. I looked closer and spotted the color teal and orange. I ran to the cart and lifted it off the small platypus. Perry took a sharp intake of breath when the metal cart was lifted off his chest, almost like it was squeezing the air out of him (which it probably was). He wasn't dead and he'd live, that I was sure of.
I looked up to see a shadow walking away from the staircase. I actually got a decent look at the person. It wasn't a female but a male. I was one step closer to finding out who this person is and what these dreams mean. Albeit the step was a small one, it was still better than nothing! My point of view changed again.
Third Person; what he did next was really unexpected and something I hadn't anticipated. He torched the place. Literally, he took out a flaming torch and set the place ablaze.
Fire arose all around us in tall thick wall-like flames. We were completely trapped in the blazing inferno. The fire closed in around us and grew higher. He disappeared behind the wall of fire as the flames consumed us both, sealing us in to burn into endless eternity.
My eyes opened again as another dream ended. I looked around my dark room like I always did when I awoke from slumber. I laid back and closed my eyes, waiting for another dream to consume me in my subconscious state.