Ninety minutes and eight hundred and eighty words of writing later and I’ve finished Kerry’s dream, which left a few people expressing a bit of disbelief that I ended the excerpt where it ended. Lately I’ve been on a cliffhanger kick, but given all the stuff happening in this section of late, why not lay those cliffhangers out?
But today, since I’m on a bit of a time table, and because this is really the dream to watch, I’m just gonna lay out all of what’s been written in the last ninety minutes with, as we used to say back in the good old Earl Scheib days, no ups and no extras.
Hold questions until the end, class.
All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015, 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)
A crown of ginger hair appeared as the mysterious dream girl made her way up the stairs. Annie couldn’t see her face, but having seen it up close a few dreams back there wasn’t any need. The girl made it to the top landing and paused, staring straight ahead for a few moments before turning to ascended the last two stairs to the first floor.
Annie immediately noticed the discrepancy Kerry mentioned. “She didn’t turn right; it was just as he said.”
“Yes: just as he said.” Deanna gripped Annie’s shoulders as the girl stopped just outside the door to Kerry’s bedroom. “Brace yourself: this may feel a little strange—”
Annie’s vision blurred as they seemed to quickly slid from their spot outside the first floor office door to a spot next to the headboard of Kerry’s bed. The room was the same as she remembered it from their dreams: bed situated under a window to her left, a dresser and wardrobe on the other side of the bed, and Kerry’s computer desk directly in front of her directly opposite the door. Kerry sat at the desk, though he wasn’t wearing his current clothes. “He’s back in his pajamas.”
“That’s because this is an interactive replay of the dream, so a few elements remain the same.” Deanna hovered just to the left of Annie’s head. “Did you notice what the girl was wearing.”
“Pajamas, too.” She scrutinized her soul mate. “Why does he seem frozen?”
Kerry moved ever so slightly in his chair. “He’s not frozen any longer.” A slight creaking came from the door. “It’s about to start.”
Annie fought not to rush to Kerry’s side. “Yes.”
The girl stood just inside the room, just visible beyond the edge of the dresser. She stare straight at the boy seated as his desk before speaking in a sigh. “Kerry.”
The moment he head his name Kerry hung his head and released a weary breath. “Go away.”
“I can’t go away.” She took two steps into the room as the door behind her closed. “You know that’s impossible.”
Kerry half spun around on his chair. Annie saw his face clearly for the first time: he was in pain, almost on the verge of tears. “I don’t want you here; you have to leave.”
“And go where?” She held out her arms as she looked about the room. “Where do I go? You know there’s only one place for me to go now—”
“Leave me alone.” Kerry was out of his chair and facing the girl, standing maybe a mater and a half from her. “Just . . . go. Go away and don’t come back.”
“You have to.”
“I can’t.” A tone of pleading crept into her voice. “Why are you doing this?”
“Why?” His tone became one of exasperation. “You know why. You’re going to screw up my life if this happens. Don’t you understand?” Kerry fought to keep from sobbing. “I’m finally happy: I don’t want to go back to being miserable. And that’s what’s gonna happen if you keep pushing me to do this.” He shook his head. “I can’t do this to my life.”
“What about my life?” The girl held out her hands, pleading for understanding. “Do you know how hard it is to see what you have and not be able to share? To see you have a life? Please, Kerry—” A single tear ran down her right cheek. “My life is in your hands—”
He looked down, shaking his head. “No.”
“Let me live.”
She reached out with her left hand. “All you have to do—”
“GET AWAY FROM ME.” Kerry threw himself backwards, stumbling into his desk before he threw up his hands as if to push her away. “Don’t touch me. DON’T TOUCH ME.”
Annie had never heard Kerry scream this way before, but she’d seen this look on his face before: the night of the Day of the Dead attacks, when they were in the hospital and he came out of the dream where he was being chased by the Abomination. He was terrified then and he’s terrified now—
Though Deanna told her not to draw attention to herself, Annie couldn’t help her taking a step towards Kerry and yelling at the girl. “Leave him alone.”
The girl turned towards Annie, a look of incredulity on her face. Annie glanced at Kerry and discovered him staring at her the same way. He stepped away from the desk. “Annie? What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here—”
Annie’s breath caught in her throat as she realized Kerry wasn’t the only one speaking: the girl spoke as well—
They stood side-by-side, staying at Annie. “You’re not supposed to see this—”
Speaking the same words—
“You need to leave—”
“You need to get out. You need to get Out Now.”
Annie’s breath quicken as she tried to understand what was happening. “Kerry?”
He and the girl took a step towards Annie, their voices rising. “You Need To Get Out. Get Out. GET OUT.”
Annie stepped backwards as her soul mate and the mystery girl continued screaming.
“GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT.”
Hands gripped Annie’s shoulders and she felt herself being pulled backwards off her feet—
There you have it: what was making Kerry scream. Though I think the part with Annie in it, that’s only happening in this dream.
The question is now: what happens next?