I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
Who: Alec Hardison and OPEN
What: Lamenting the loss of friends and finally donning his mask. Maybe
When: Day 52, Start of the day
Where: The park
"Nate's gone. Parker's gone. ...This is getting old, quick." He wasn't speaking to anyone in particular. In fact, there wasn't a soul in sight. The weather was unseasonably warm. It had just been Christmas not long ago when he sled with Parker, had a snowball fight and cocoa. The tv turning on in the middle of the night and showing the envelopes being burned was not a good start of the day, no matter how great the weather was.
He didn't care for the sun shining or the wind warmer than it should have been for the time of day it was. Parker was gone, no doubt. And now it seemed Nate was gone. Hardison considered looking for Sophie but if they hadn't been able to find a way out among the three of them then what made him think they would be able to escape just them two?
Maybe that was the idea. Escaping meant having your envelope burned. The dream was quickly becoming a nightmare. But then, that was the whole point of the Twilight Zone most times. It definitely wasn't a Disney short. Hardison sat himself on a bench and looked at the mostly white mask. It was a step above plain with some black on it and he had been toting it around for a day already.
The urge to put it on was creepy yet he couldn't deny it. Hardison had heard about the super powers and he saw how West changed shapes. Maybe putting the mask would give the man the ability to be him. But there was no point in being him in Peaksville. No con to run. No computer to hack. No Parker. No...nothing. The hacker was spiraling into depression. What fun was an alternate universe without friends. He hadn't even seen Martha again.
"Ain't this something," he muttered while inspecting the mask for the umpteen time. If he was considering letting his envelope burn then what was the harm in trying on the mask?
What: Lamenting the loss of friends and finally donning his mask. Maybe
When: Day 52, Start of the day
Where: The park
"Nate's gone. Parker's gone. ...This is getting old, quick." He wasn't speaking to anyone in particular. In fact, there wasn't a soul in sight. The weather was unseasonably warm. It had just been Christmas not long ago when he sled with Parker, had a snowball fight and cocoa. The tv turning on in the middle of the night and showing the envelopes being burned was not a good start of the day, no matter how great the weather was.
He didn't care for the sun shining or the wind warmer than it should have been for the time of day it was. Parker was gone, no doubt. And now it seemed Nate was gone. Hardison considered looking for Sophie but if they hadn't been able to find a way out among the three of them then what made him think they would be able to escape just them two?
Maybe that was the idea. Escaping meant having your envelope burned. The dream was quickly becoming a nightmare. But then, that was the whole point of the Twilight Zone most times. It definitely wasn't a Disney short. Hardison sat himself on a bench and looked at the mostly white mask. It was a step above plain with some black on it and he had been toting it around for a day already.
The urge to put it on was creepy yet he couldn't deny it. Hardison had heard about the super powers and he saw how West changed shapes. Maybe putting the mask would give the man the ability to be him. But there was no point in being him in Peaksville. No con to run. No computer to hack. No Parker. No...nothing. The hacker was spiraling into depression. What fun was an alternate universe without friends. He hadn't even seen Martha again.
"Ain't this something," he muttered while inspecting the mask for the umpteen time. If he was considering letting his envelope burn then what was the harm in trying on the mask?