I can feel my breath getting shorter and shorter as it plays back in my head. The event, the deaths, Xeno. I feel my legs move themselves, the numbness overtaking them, slowly reaching up to try and get into my mind. It seems so dark in the street, but it's so sunny. Do we all feel this way?
Do you?
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Soon, we appear in front of the house, the tall building standing before me. I can hear the screams and the cries deep in my mind, crying into my ears. It's odd though, no one else seems to hear them. Perhaps they whisper too quietly for them. Yes, that must be it. Whispered screams only heard by me, and me alone.
I feel someone press their hand against my back and nudge me forwards and I stumble, just barely catching myself so I don't get a full face of stone. I shake my head, rubbing my eyes as the screams slowly fade and the voices from those around me slowly tune in.
"Brother, are you okay?" I freeze for a moment before looking down to Mikey, taking a short moment to nod and smile. I can hear my heart, I can even feel it trying to escape desperately. My legs are shaking and I can feel a sense wash over me, a voice whispering in my ear to run.
I ignore it.
I let out a hesitant sigh, gripping Mikey's hand in a tight, but comfortable grip, and stepping forwards as I glance back and meet London's eyes. I feel the world around me stop for a split second before turning my eyes away, breaking free of his gorgeous eyes, and pull my brother towards the house. Slowly. . .