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    Resonance, Ice Flood

    by , 01-11-2015 at 02:57 AM (620 Views)
    It's difficult to describe the setting. It felt deep, vivid, almost reality-sharp without any lucidity.

    It's night, I'm outside a familiar house in the country. There are two important people meeting here, one is considered a villain while the other is a hero. The villain looks familiar but I can't place him, and the 'hero' is actually just an ally of the true hero, she looks like Paige from Scorpion. They agreed to meet here on neutral ground to discuss terms, at least that's what it seemed. Really, they were drawn here despite their different motives, the man already knows why but he needs her to understand that their meeting is destiny and for that to strike home for her, they need to meet without any sort of threat. So far he's been a rumor to her.
    They approach each other in the dark, the grass crunching under foot. When they get close, sound waves being to resonate around them, for her it's yellow, for him it's green.
    "I knew we would resonate." He says, offering her his hand.
    "Why is this happening?" She sounds awed instead of afraid and reaches out to touch her fingers to his and the waves and circles become a single pulse of light at the contact.
    I don't find out the rest of the story.

    There's a lapse.
    I'm at work, the racking is painted beige instead of grey and the aisles are much wider and taller. I am in front of the Millwork desk, it's very early in the morning and the lights are still low. I see Wayne, a co-worker, who was stuck working a night shift and I start to tell him it must be nice that his shift will end soon when mine is just beginning.
    "Well it would, if my shift had ended." He says.
    "What do you mean?"
    Then I see all the people, other associates, all carrying boxes on their shoulders or pushing flat carts piled high. My heart sinks and I wonder when if I should help sort the freight or just wait until my shifts starts to throw it all. I turn to tell him how sorry I am that he has to stay but he's gone. I move down a few aisles and see a squat and wide ladder piled high with two stacks of boxes, the outer pile leans dangerously, balanced by a beam on the other side of the aisle. I know it's the quickest way to get it off the floor but it doesn't look particularly safe.

    There's a lapse. I see the front of the Millwork desk but...the row of aisles are no longer store interior but a line of store fronts on a downtown street at night with soft yellow streetlights. There was more before this, something about a group of women who were considered witches, one of them climbed to the top of the scaffolding where workers hung a giant red-lettered neon sign from cables and poles. She jumped and hurt herself seriously, I'm talking to one of the witches about it. I'm worried, but she won't tell me if the woman died or not. I climb up to the top of the scaffolding though the sign is in ruin on the sidewalk below. I stumble and make it look like I'm jumping down, following the other woman's steps. I land badly and my socked feet do not do well on the crushed glass. The city feels restless, chaotic in a sleepy way, like people are just learning that maybe right now would be the time to panic. The lights flicker, die, and then return. The witch starts to leave without me, I limp after her. We feel a low, ominous rumble. The witch whips around to exchange a concerned look with me as a chunk of yellow rock falls from the tunnel wall ahead of us and shatters to bits. Is it to be an earthquake? Or a flood? I suppose we'll find out.
    I follow the woman into a trench outside the city walls, and from here I can see everything. There's a long bridge? Or a monorail overhead. It's dark so it's hard to tell. To my left is the dark ocean, there's a thin line of shop fronts and sidewalks, the back end of the street I started on.

    We hear screams ring out in the night and cries cut short, we hear people yell about the water rising. A flood, then. The witch bolts ahead of me and I limp down the trench, so intent on escape. I don't know if I'll be able to run. Someone stumbles past me and I ask them what's happening.
    "It's the ocean..."
    "What about it? How high are the flood waters?"
    "It's freezing!" She yells, and runs away. Then I see what she means firsthand. Torrents of water rush haltingly toward me. It fills the trench behind me and seconds after filling, it freezes solid. It laps the earth, layering it slowly at first and then larger rushes of water follow also freezing solid immediately. I try to stay ahead of it, I don't quite remember if I did...I'm worried my foot will get caught that I won't be nimble enough....

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    Updated 01-11-2015 at 02:59 AM by 54746

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    1. WritersCube's Avatar
      Oh dear D: that sounds pretty scary having that water coming after you, and in a trench, which would make escape purrrrrty difficult lol! Hopefully you did make it out of there, even if you don't remember!
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    2. Amurehna's Avatar
      I sure hope so. @_@

      A lot of my apocalypse type dreams begin with floods, I've never had them freeze on me before. So weird.