I slid the glass door open as mouse-like as I could, deciding to leave it open behind
me for a quicker getaway. Creeping up
the back staircase, I paused near the top, peeping over the last stair to make
sure the coast is the clear. I made my
way past my brother’s room to my door, my sisters’ rooms are the two doors at
the other end of the hall. I froze up
for a moment, thinking about what I was actually up there doing. Had I lost my mind? Then I felt the dagger, almost vibrating, in
my pocket. This snapped me back to my
apparent reality, and I pushed my door open, rushing to close it behind me.
I
walked around with a somber energy. The
posters and skateboards, my video games and rock climbing gear, all the things
that I had loved for so many years, I was preparing to leave behind. My eyes made their way over to my nightstand
and I spotted the necklace Piccolo was talking about, its gem glowing like a
lighthouse on the shore.
“Hurry
up, Adam. I feel a presence coming and
it isn’t good,” Piccolo shouted in my head.
I snatched the necklace, stuffed it in my jacket’s breast pocket, and
made my way to my door. Flooded by
emotions, something that had become foreign to me, I froze up again and took
one final look around my bedroom. The
thought of not knowing what the hell was going on, and the fact that I was not
about to see this place for who knows how long overwhelmed me. I went back to my nightstand and grabbed an old
school Polaroid of me and my family. It
was from one of our awesome family vacations to the beach seven years
ago. Back then, reading Harry Potter
books growing up, I hoped and prayed so many times for magic to be real. Maybe those wishes were coming back to haunt
me right now. I opened my door and almost went into shock from my younger sister standing there surprising me.
“Jeez
Alice, what the hell are you doing just standing there like that?” I asked
trying to catch my breath. Alice didn’t
reply. She was looking down at the
floor, some of her hair hiding her face.
She sort of sounded like she was crying, but I wasn’t sure.
“Where
are you going, big brother?” a voice from Alice’s body asked.
“Alice,
are you ok? What’s wrong?” Ice filled my
veins again.
“Adam,
get out of there right now! She’s possessed by a Naki soldier,” Piccolo shouted
in my head. As if she could hear my
internal conversation, Alice looked up at me.
Her eyes black, just like in my dream, my nightmare. I was puzzled how until my mind flashed back
to downstairs. We must have made eye
contact in the brief second before I came inside. She lunged forward at me knocking me back to
my bed. God this is insane. What the hell is going on here? She’s stronger than anybody I’ve ever faced on the wrestling mat in my life.
Can this really be happening right now?
“Bahn-ti! Time freeze,” Piccolo says, this time from
inside the room. Blue sparks filled the
air, like snowflakes falling in the middle of a blizzard, in a complete frenzy,
but still somehow patient in their landing. Alice had ceased moving, frozen in place like
a gargoyle. It was then that I noticed
how her teeth had become razor sharp, like a monster’s from one of those horror movies.
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