Chapter Five(10)
She tried to step forwards towards the boy, and hit an invisible wall hard. Though she wasn’t really there——as she could not see her body at all——pain erupted on her forehead.
As she lurched backwards instinctively, her head spun as if a wall actually existed. Her eyesight dimmed and turned over sideways, as if she had fallen. It was a moment before she registered that the scene was fading from before her eyes, swept swiftly into a funnel cloud of dark red and ghostly blue-gray, retreating into the distance.
Cecy blinked, striving to see clearly, and for one second, she did.
The field was burning dull brown, the sky blood red and covered by clouds, flowers scattered and tred upon, trees lying over muddy paths, houses caving in in the distance, blocks destroyed, and a figure, the only one standing, its back to the light, face turned away from Cecy’s vantage point.
There was the crackling of fire burning, fueled by the broken wood, and a dull thump as another tree branch splintered, falling to the ground. The breaking point was charred black instead of white. But there were no cries, no voices. No sounds of vehicle or beeping of phones. It was a world devoid of human-created sounds. Only the rough unruly thunders of nature.
As she lurched backwards instinctively, her head spun as if a wall actually existed. Her eyesight dimmed and turned over sideways, as if she had fallen. It was a moment before she registered that the scene was fading from before her eyes, swept swiftly into a funnel cloud of dark red and ghostly blue-gray, retreating into the distance.
Cecy blinked, striving to see clearly, and for one second, she did.
The field was burning dull brown, the sky blood red and covered by clouds, flowers scattered and tred upon, trees lying over muddy paths, houses caving in in the distance, blocks destroyed, and a figure, the only one standing, its back to the light, face turned away from Cecy’s vantage point.
There was the crackling of fire burning, fueled by the broken wood, and a dull thump as another tree branch splintered, falling to the ground. The breaking point was charred black instead of white. But there were no cries, no voices. No sounds of vehicle or beeping of phones. It was a world devoid of human-created sounds. Only the rough unruly thunders of nature.
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