Ksnyatin Point, Part 17
Writer's note:
1) For those who do not know - I accidentaly lost most of my lots (Lucia's apartment, her art classroom, school's bathroom and Hostel) and didn't have a backup, so I had to rebuild them and they all look different from what they were before.
2) Jack (Jareth's weird friend) decided to change his eyes and skintone. Wasn't here, didn't see it, couldn't have stopped him. He really looks better now though.
3) I am working on another story and it's... about vampires??? No, it's not a joke, I swear. However, vampires are not the main thing in that story, besides. They're not like Stoker's vampires, or Twilight's vampires, or Rice's vampires. They're more like a parody.
4) I've just finished re-reading Ksnyatin Point from the beginning to see if did any progress in my writing, and... Oh god, I don't even want to think about how many grammatical errors I am going to make in this part.
5) Parts 18 & 19 are going to compensate the lack of text in this one.
6) Sorry that this took me so long. (:
September 22nd, Wednesday
I am in the corridor of the house I used to live in before we were forced to move out 10 years ago.
The front door was open and it didn't surprise me at all - there's no reason for anyone else to come in.
I came there to pick someting that I forgot to take with me, something very important, but it's not there and I haven't remembered what it is yet. Maybe I came too early?
I passed my room on my way there. Something felt strange about it. At first I didn't understand what it was, but now I am sure - the room was empty, completely empty.
No trees.
"Lucia!"
"Lucia, I think that I found it."
"So that was just a nightmare. I wish it made at least a bit of sense. "
"Eve is calmly asleep in her bed. Just what anyone normal should be doing at this time of the day.
No wonder I can't sleep. Mother was really angry when I came home late last night."
I slowly opened the doors of my room and stepped into a halway, which was full of boxes, because we still hadn't finished unpacking. The sound of subdued voices coming from my mother's room told me that I wasn't the only one awake.
A guest? In a middle of the night? He spoke more quiet than my mother and I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I recognized the voice immediately - it belonged to the stranger with a hat.
They were arguing upon something.
"Wait, Claude, don't say anything... Claude! No, the girls don't know that yet."
"..."
"I promise that I will tell her everything until the end of this month. It's too early now, she's been so tensed lately, I wonder what could..."
"..."
"My daughter is not a criminal and she'll never be, how do you dare to..."
My heart fell to my feet - did he know everything? How could that be?
"Ksnyatin is not a dead-end", continued my mom, "it's worse than that. Claude, I want to leave this place and take the children with me. If I stay there one more month, I..."
"..."
"No, I am going straight to hell, do you know what... What's this noise?"
What noise? There wasn't any noise. Maybe she heard me?
I crept out of the halway to the kitchen, turned the tap on and let the water run, hoping them to believe that I was there all the time.
So his name was Claude.
He knew something about me that I didn't know myself.
He was visiting my mother at night and they were probably making future plans together.
"Well, at least my mother is going to tell me everything until the end of this month, that means, in a week or so. Damn, I..."
At this point, my thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.
"Hello?"
No answer.
"Hey, I am listening."
Still no answer.
"Hellooo-oooo?"
"Must be some kid."
***
1) For those who do not know - I accidentaly lost most of my lots (Lucia's apartment, her art classroom, school's bathroom and Hostel) and didn't have a backup, so I had to rebuild them and they all look different from what they were before.
2) Jack (Jareth's weird friend) decided to change his eyes and skintone. Wasn't here, didn't see it, couldn't have stopped him. He really looks better now though.
3) I am working on another story and it's... about vampires??? No, it's not a joke, I swear. However, vampires are not the main thing in that story, besides. They're not like Stoker's vampires, or Twilight's vampires, or Rice's vampires. They're more like a parody.
4) I've just finished re-reading Ksnyatin Point from the beginning to see if did any progress in my writing, and... Oh god, I don't even want to think about how many grammatical errors I am going to make in this part.
5) Parts 18 & 19 are going to compensate the lack of text in this one.
6) Sorry that this took me so long. (:
September 22nd, Wednesday
I am in the corridor of the house I used to live in before we were forced to move out 10 years ago.
The front door was open and it didn't surprise me at all - there's no reason for anyone else to come in.
I came there to pick someting that I forgot to take with me, something very important, but it's not there and I haven't remembered what it is yet. Maybe I came too early?
I passed my room on my way there. Something felt strange about it. At first I didn't understand what it was, but now I am sure - the room was empty, completely empty.
No trees.
"Lucia!"
"Lucia, I think that I found it."
"So that was just a nightmare. I wish it made at least a bit of sense. "
"Eve is calmly asleep in her bed. Just what anyone normal should be doing at this time of the day.
No wonder I can't sleep. Mother was really angry when I came home late last night."
I slowly opened the doors of my room and stepped into a halway, which was full of boxes, because we still hadn't finished unpacking. The sound of subdued voices coming from my mother's room told me that I wasn't the only one awake.
A guest? In a middle of the night? He spoke more quiet than my mother and I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I recognized the voice immediately - it belonged to the stranger with a hat.
They were arguing upon something.
"Wait, Claude, don't say anything... Claude! No, the girls don't know that yet."
"..."
"I promise that I will tell her everything until the end of this month. It's too early now, she's been so tensed lately, I wonder what could..."
"..."
"My daughter is not a criminal and she'll never be, how do you dare to..."
My heart fell to my feet - did he know everything? How could that be?
"Ksnyatin is not a dead-end", continued my mom, "it's worse than that. Claude, I want to leave this place and take the children with me. If I stay there one more month, I..."
"..."
"No, I am going straight to hell, do you know what... What's this noise?"
What noise? There wasn't any noise. Maybe she heard me?
I crept out of the halway to the kitchen, turned the tap on and let the water run, hoping them to believe that I was there all the time.
So his name was Claude.
He knew something about me that I didn't know myself.
He was visiting my mother at night and they were probably making future plans together.
"Well, at least my mother is going to tell me everything until the end of this month, that means, in a week or so. Damn, I..."
At this point, my thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.
"Hello?"
No answer.
"Hey, I am listening."
Still no answer.
"Hellooo-oooo?"
"Must be some kid."
***