NESSA POV:
I stood staring, wide-eyed at the empty space those three guys disappeared into. It had been happening every night, at different locations each time. The strange light from the ground...The first few days I'd brushed it off as a trick of the light, but then I'd find myself in a trance, moving towards it. And every time I'd somehow come out of it myself, just before getting to the exact origin of the light. It was a cycle repeating itself every night and though it wasn't the biggest problem, (I could always find my way home from wherever I ended up) I was more than a little skeptical about what was going on.
I had the same routine on all weekdays. Wake up, go to school, homework, visit my dad, spend some time at Vicars (w/ or w/out friends), come home, sleep. And every single time, it would happen while I was coming home from Vicars.
I'd see a light, fall into a trance and go towards it, fall out of the trance just before I got there, then ultimately head home.
Another weird thing is that nobody else, my friends, or Adam (friendly Barista) would be able to see it. They'd always think I was pranking them in some way, that I was never even in a trance, walking to a random part of the neighborhood just for the lols. It was understandable, it explained why I never got lost too. Even Erina thought I'd suddenly taken an interest in pranking and was trying it out on her.
Every time, I'd just shake my head in disbelief and the topic of the conversation would change to all the hideous faces I made and I'd never get anything out of it. After a while, even I was convinced I was going crazy.
Seeing colorful tiny light erupt from the ground. Being in a literal trance trying to get there, and somehow coming out of it myself every time.
Who was I kidding?
But still...
If there's anything...
Just in case...
That's what I told myself the day I didn't go home.
That night, for the third time since I knew Irish Coffee existed, I didn't drink any. Instead, I pulled on my raven-black hoodie with some blue jeans, patting my back pocket to double-check whether my phone was present. It's there.
I saw the light and again, I fell into a trance. This time though, when I returned to myself, I didn't head home. I kept walking until I could see the origin, though I wasn't there. I wasn't an idiot, it could have been something dangerous. I pulled my phone out, ready to snap a picture. Of what, I didn't know. Just anything out of the ordinary so I could at least tell myself I wasn't going crazy. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
Nothing happened. I waited for a few minutes.
Nothing. So I waited.
I would wait until something happened, either the light disappeared or something appeared.
I was not going crazy.
I was not hallucinating.
I don't remember how long I'd been standing there. It felt like hours.
Then three kids around my age emerged from another street. Two guys and a girl. The girl had brown hair and hazel eyes similar to mine. I couldn't be sure from this far out, but it looked like she had freckles. One of the boys looked strikingly similar to her. Probably twins. The third boy though, looked different. He had pitch-black hair and his eyes were a shade of gray I didn't recognize. His face was sharp-edged and he honestly looked like the kind of person that didn't smile much. There was a cross around his neck.
Black-head was telling the twins something and the girl was laughing, though quietly. The boy, on the other hand, was making a noise that sounded something like a wheeze worthy of Erina Nakayama. I could hear it clearly, even though I was 4 buildings away. My eyes widened.
He'd only be able to make a noise like that at night time when nobody was around. During the daytime, nobody would have the courage to wheeze that hard. Black-head had to be a funny guy, even if he didn't laugh at his own jokes. I didn't know exactly where they were going, since there was a wall on one side and the cluster of buildings I was hidden behind on the other. I stuffed my phone back in my pocket, ready to make it look like I was having a very late night walk when I saw them walking toward the wall. I pulled my phone out again. What were they doing?... I wouldn't be surprised if they ended up walking through the wall.
Of course, that's what they did.
They walked through the wall.
I stared at it in dead silence. They just walked through a wall. A wall.
I was done. I was not going to investigate like those fictional teens in books and movies. I was NOT going to get myself into some crazy mess like them, I was simply going to go home. So I did. I turned on my heel and walked home, shaking all the way. I walked into the empty apartment, missing the hug my dad would've given me if he'd seen my face. I missed telling him everything that went wrong with my life. I missed him. I collapsed on the couch, tears already flowing down my face. I'm not one to cry, usually. But my thoughts were so messed up, I didn't know what to think. Could those kids have something to do with my dad? I knew I wasn't hallucinating, all of it was real. I wasn't going crazy. I wasn't going crazy. I wanted to scream into my pillow, I wished it would make it all go away. Up until now, I'd seen the light as a sign of comfort, a light in the dark. Now, it was a knife in the dark. Something that made it even worse than it was. Still, I could just ignore it. The kids didn't see me, I could just pretend I never saw them, never saw anything, Ignore the light's call for the rest of my life.
Runaway, like I always do.
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