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Part 2: Blood Follows
Chapter 23: Memory Fades, Like Ink on Paper
"Oh, good you were just dreaming. Do you normally sleep walk?" Eric asked. I was in the hallway in Eric's arms
"Um… No. And how did you know I was dreaming?" I asked completely confused.
"You just said 'Axel'." He replied.
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did. You were also running face first into a wall."
"What the hell were you dreaming about?" Lizzy asked.
"How should I know? I never remember anything from any of my dreams." I explained.
"I think you hurt your head." Eric said as he helped me up. We all came into our room, Lizzy and I sat on our beds, and Eric sat on the floor.
After a few moments of awkward silence Eric asked," Lizzy, have you been lying to us?"
"No! Why would you ask that?" Lizzy screamed in defense.
"It's just,… well, doesn't the 'I'm an orphan from the Make a Wish foundation' sound kind of suspicious?" He asked.
"No. Something happened. Spill. Now." Lizzy demanded with her arms crossed.
"This is going to sound ridiculous." Eric said.
"More than what you just accused me of?" Lizzy countered.
"Yeah." Eric said staring off at the wall as if he couldn't believe what he was about to tell us.
"Just tell us what happened, Eric. It can't be that farfetched." I said.
"So this happened while on watch. I was sitting up there, nothing was going on and all of a sudden there is a ship approaching and using flag signals to say that they want to board. So, I go down on deck and there are these two guys. One was in black, with a white shirt, who had a huge knife and a gun on him, the other guy was like six feet tall with long gray hair. So these guys claim to be coast guard, but neither of them were in the right uniform. The guy with the gray hair was close to the winter uniform, but he was wearing a kaki shirt instead of a blue one, which I find really weird. Because the rest of his uniform was correct…" Eric began but Lizzy cut him off.
"Wanna get back to the story?" she asked.
"Sorry. Anyway, they said that they were looking for a criminal, whose name was Elizabeth, was about six feet tall, sliver haired, blue eyed.." Eric tried to explain.
"So you think I'm a criminal on the lamb. Gee, what a great friend you are. What were these guy's names anyway." Lizzy interrupted once again.
"I don't know the guy in black's name but the one in the uniform was… Mr. Dane, I think." Eric said.
"Where's Elen's journal?" Lizzy asked.
"What journal?" I asked, really confused.
"Your dream journal Elen! Geez what's up with you?! So where is it?" Lizzy said. But, I've never remembered a single dream. Why would I have a journal? I thought to myself as I followed them out of the room and up to the observation deck.
"It's right… there." Eric said as we walked into the room. There was a worn, brown leather journal, sitting on one of the chairs. When Eric picked it up, I saw that the ink was literally bleeding from the pages and there was a puddle of ink on the chair. I looked around the room to try to figure out what was going on when I saw a fortune cookie sitting right next to the door.
"What the hell did you do?! Great! Now I'll never know!" Lizzy shouted as I picked up the fortune cookie.
"I didn't do anything! And what do you want to know so bad?!" Eric yelled back.
"There's some Saint Dane guy in there that matches you description of this mystery uniform guy! That's what!" Lizzy yelled as I opened the fortune cookie.
It said this: Today you must choose the Impossible Choice.
I flipped it over and it had more: Lizzy, you know that close won't fool anyone for long.
I flipped it back to the first side to figure out what it meant, and there was yet another message: Eric, don't ever let that book out of your sight, you'll thank me later.
Lizzy and Eric were still arguing when I interrupted them," You guys might want to look at this." I began.
"What is it?" Lizzy asked with her hand on her hip.
"Listen to what the fortune cookie says: Eric, don't ever let that book out of your sight, you'll thank me later." I said. That caught their attention.
I flipped it over and there was another message," Helen, keep the necklace with you and never let it go, it always knows."
I flipped it again and it repeated Lizzy's message," Lizzy, you know that close wont fool anyone for long."
I flipped it once more just in case, and it repeated the first message," Today you must choose the Impossible Choice." Lizzy ripped the fortune from my hand and turned it over.
"Her memory has faded, like ink on paper, like the journal." Lizzy said in awe. Lizzy and Eric looked at each other in awe, looked at the journal, and then back at me. Eric opened the journal to the first page. There were very faint words that no one could read, like what was left after you erase a pencil mark. The words grew fainter and fainter until it was just a blank page, and the book stopped dripping.
"Her memory has faded, like ink on paper." Eric repeated.
"Who are you talking about Eric?" I asked, getting concerned because this was way out of our league.
"You." Eric stated still looking at the book.
"There's something I forgot to tell you guys, about the two men. They said that they'd be back at noon, and they expect Elizabeth, or proof that she is not here." Eric said staring out at the sea.
"Does your uncle know?" Lizzy asked.
"He doesn't have a clue."
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