Wow, another excerpt!
Yep, it is. And not only that, but I finished the penultimate scene of Chapter Twenty and I’m ready to set up some stuff that will likely come off being a little strange and unusual, as well putting the story off in a direction far different from what I’d envisioned years ago. But that’s how stories go, right? You evolve, they evolve.
But before we get into that, would you like to see a picture of me with a mask? Sure you would–only it’s not that kind of mask:
Next Monday the team is gonna tape down the floor at the rink and repaint the outlines of the WFTDA track, and since I’ll be in a room with paint fumes I was told if you didn’t want to smell them–or get light headed as fuck from them–it was best to get a paint mask. So I did. And there it is.
And if you don’t believe that I’m not going to lay a few Breaking Bad lines down when we’re painting, you don’t know me…
Now, about Annie and Kerry–
Yeah, they had a great vision, but they’re forgetting parts of it for some reason. So lets go back to the part where Kerry thinks he has an answer:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017, 2018 by Cassidy Frazee)
No one said anything for at least ten seconds as the implications of the latest revelation were considered. Kerry was the first to break the silence. “Precognitive Amnesia.”
Deanna shifted on her pillow. “I have to agree.”
Annie glanced from her soul mate to her instructor. “What’s that?”
Once Kerry realized Deanna was allowing him to answer, he spoke. “It’s from one of the books you had me read when we were A Levels. Sometimes you have a vision of an event that’s so big, it’s like you’re not supposed to have seen it, you know? So your mind started shutting down you memory of the event—” He glanced over to Deanna. “Though some seers say it’s not your mind affecting you, it’s really reality stepping in and making sure you have no recollection of the event.”
“I happen to be one of those seers.” Deanna folded her hands in her lap and intertwined her fingers. “I think it’s more like a mild case of Blowback, with your memory taking the brunt of damage instead of your body.”
“That’s kind of how one book put it: you mind takes the hit and scrubs your memory.”
And there you have it: sometimes you have such a big vision that Reality steps in and says, “Hey, you know what? There are some things people were not meant to know–and this is one of them. Sorry.” And then you suddenly begin forgetting shit. At least that’s what Kerry and Deanna believe. Although–
Annie still found the answer a bit nonsensical. “I can still remember parts of the vision, though.”
“But not the important parts.” Kerry leaned closer to her. “We know we visited that town before, right?”
“What’s the name?”
Annie pondered the question for a few seconds before answering. “I can’t remember.”
“Same here. I can’t even remember the name of the café now.” He shrugged. “It’s the same thing as having an extremely vivid dream: while you’re dreaming you’re certain that you’ll remember everything, then you wake up and…” He held up his hands. “You can’t recall anything but a few moments.” Kerry looked at the floor. “That’s what’s happened to us.”
In that moment a quick chill ran through Annie. It wasn’t that she’d never experience Blowback before: in the years before coming to Salem she’d had spells go wrong and hurt her, and a few times during the last two years she’d taken a couple of hits from Reality. Now she understood that Reality could come at her and render her incapable to remembering things—and she wasn’t enjoying the feeling. “It’s a bit unnerving. I mean, we know something important is going to happen—”
“You mean you’re going to save the fucking world?” Deanna smiled when Kerry winced. “Again?”
Annie couldn’t help but smile at Kerry’s discomfort. “Yes, that. But now, to have everything just fade away—”
Deanna gave her student a concerned look. “Annie, think about it. If you are going to become involved in something that incredible, do you really want to spend the next twenty or thirty years worrying about what comes next?” She shook her head. “I know I wouldn’t.”
“Neither would I.” Kerry sat up, looking a bit uncomfortable. “Just knowing we had this vision is enough.” He let out a long sigh. “Professor, do you need us to stay for the rest of the class?”
Though she was about to release both students, Deanna found it a bit strange that Kerry was asking if they could be dismissed. “No. You’re both free to leave.” She didn’t move as both students stood, gathered their things, and left the room hand-in-hand with only a goodbye once they were at the door. Though she suspected both kids were somewhat bothered by what they’d just discussed, their auras painted a completely different picture. Something’s bothering them both—and I have a good idea what that is…
–It may seem as if Kerry is starting to thinking differently, and maybe Annie’s there as well.
And as soon as I write the scene you’ll know what that thinking is. I think.