Re: Different Times *updated* Part 21
Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2002 10:09 am
Part 21 <br><br>Author's Note: This <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> small</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> part is for Patty...<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <br><br> I stared at the sheet of loose-leaf paper in front of me. I had scribbled down as much as I could remember from the barrage of images and voices that had fired through my mind. None of it made any sense…I hoped it would make sense to Max. I decided to try Maria again.<br> “Hello Liz,” she answered on the first ring.<br> “Hey Maria, do you by any chance have Max’s cell number?”<br> “Max’s? No, but I’m sure Isabel does…is everything ok?”<br> “Yeah…I just need to talk to him,”<br> “Liz…you don’t sound so good,”<br> “I think it’s the heat…the number Maria, please,”<br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Isabel, do you have Max’s cell number? For Liz…yep, got it</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br> “Ok Chica, the number is (650)555-9280..let me tell you about what happen here this afternoon,”<br> “Something happen? Are you and Iz ok?”<br> “Yeah, look this guy came in here and gave me the willies…you know how I can see aura’s sometimes...remember I told you how one day I just was able to see the colors surrounding individuals?”<br> “Yes, I remember…you said it was after you had come out of the hospital, why what happened Maria?”<br>She began to explain the afternoon’s event with the mystery shopper and how he had literally frozen her to her desk and how Isabel had commented about her fearing him and then feeling a sense of complacency. And then she told me how at the very end she had seen his aura…it had been black.<br> “I don’t know who he was…but he was walking around with the cloud of death surrounding him…”<br> ‘What did he look like?”<br> “He was tall, probably a little older than us, dressed very well…um he had piercing gray eyes...they were so cold, Liz…”<br> “Maria…are you positive that a black aura means death?”<br> “As far as I can tell Liz, yes…but he was alive…physically anyway, why?”<br> “Just a question. So is everything <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> else</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> alright?” I asked, referring to her and Michael.<br> “Yeah…it’s good…better than I hoped,”<br> “I’m glad for you Maria…hard to believe, but Michael is good for you,”<br> “He really is Liz,”<br> “Let me call Max, I’ll see you tonight,”<br> “Ciao babe,”<br>I pressed end and stared at Max’s number. <br> “You dressed Liz?” my mom asked from just outside my bedroom door.<br>I shoved the paper under a folder and got up.<br> “You can come in…I was just resting..,”<br>She walked in and smiled.<br> “Are you not feeling well Liz? You were fine this morning and now look at you…you’re so balmy looking,”<br> “I think it’s the heat…it’s never this warm in Boston…or at least it never feels this way,”<br> “Are you sure? Is it Blaise? Are you upset about that?”<br> “Of course that’s on my mind mom. His mother made no qualms about his condition being my fault,”<br> “Oh honey, you don’t really believe that?”<br> “No, I don’t, but it doesn’t mean I don’t feel somewhat responsible,”<br>She nodded.<br> “Well I just came to check on you, let me know if you need anything,”<br> “Thanks Mom,”<br>I went back to my desk and pulled out the paper. Maybe reciting what I had written would make something click. <br> “Killed by the one closest to the throne. On this day the truths were told. Vilondra first to know his true power. Khivar with eyes of ice. The fall of the Antarian throne. Zan dead. Rath no more. Ava cried tears.” I read out loud. <br>I couldn’t put it off any longer, I had to call Max.<br> “This is Max Evans,” he answered.<br> “Max, it’s Liz,”<br> “Liz…is everything ok?”<br> “I…I need to see you,”<br> “What’s wrong?” <br> “Can you come to the Crashdown?”<br> “Of course. I’ll be there in 10 minutes,”<br> “Come up the alley ladder,”<br> “Ok, see you soon,”<br>I hung up feeling better knowing that Max was on his way. I stared once more at the page in front of me. Staring at the description of the actual images I had seen. How was it possible to see myself die? Or someone that looked just like me, but older. I closed my eyes and pleaded, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> what does this all mean? Help me understand, please</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> with the voices and didn’t even hear a murmur from them.. 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