Oct 13, 2013

Chapter 8: Speculation

What is this? Another dream?

Where is this place?
I can't recognise this scenery.
Another messed up reality?

Wait

Is that a statue I  am seeing?

I come closer to see it clearer.

A statue indeed, with the shape of a cat.
It's freaking huge, must be at least as tall as a ten storage building.
And it's...

Staring at me. 

BOONG.

What the hell? Was the noise just now coming from the statue?

BOONG! BOONG!

It's too loud, make it stop! MAKE IT STOP!

BOOOOOONG!

Stop! Stop it already. My head is shaking.

Everything around me rumbling with each beats. The ground is shattered.

And I fall in to oblivion.

Bing Bong!

The door bell's ringing.
Damn it, I had a strange nightmare thanks to that sound.

Bing Bong!

"I'm coming". I reluctantly get up and come to the door, wondering who.

"Hurry up, slowpoke!" Oh it's just her, my sister. 

"Huh? don't you have to go to work today?" After a deep sleep, I completely forget about the time.

"What? Of course I do, but worktime's over now, and I'm hungry too." Her answer does not include the information I lack at the moment. However I quickly realise that it's quite late already, which mean I've slept for like 2 or 3 hours.

"Is it dinner time already?" 
"Yes it is, what have you been doing all the afternoon eh?" She rushes inside to get away from the rain, not even need to hear my saying.

"I went out to buy some books, got caught in the rain, went back home and slept through the day." I tell her all the activities I can remember.

"Going out without an umbrella, in this weather? How really dumb. Is there any hot water? I really need to take a hot shower." She snorts, not so nice for a lady..

"Umm, dunno, I haven't taken the shower yet, go see for yourself." Is that so? 

"Geez, you should always have hot water ready this season you know? Your beloved sis will catch a cold if she does not have a hot comfortable bath, and who will eat dinner with you then?" She keeps going on with and educative yet childish manner while walking to her room. Well, at least she must be surprise that her room suddenly got all cleaned up. Who else could have done this she must wonder.

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Wait a minute.  Is there anything missing?
Is there anything important I need to remember?
I recall cleaning up her room, but why?
For some reason, I feel like a fraction of my memory is erased from my mind, without me noticing it. And then, I hear his voice, angrily.

"You dumbass, how can you forget about it? Thera is still in the room."

Thera? in the room? It feels like all the haze in my head is blown away by a strong wind.

"Shit, why can't I remember it sooner." I rush to the second floor, prepare myself an explaination when my sister sees a strange girl sleeping in the bed.

"Hey sis, wait!"

But when I arrive, all I see is just her, Thera is nowhere to be found.

"Huh, what's up?" She doesn't seem to notice my panic earlier.

"Umm... I cleaned your room this afternoon, see?" At least I know what to say in this situation

"Oh, I'm wondering why my room's so nice. Well thank you, I'll give you some treat for this." Luckily she doesn't have a clue. Well actually it's not thing there to doubt though.

"Make some tasty dishes then." I sigh in relieve, the go back downstair, not sure how to feel.

Should I feel lucky that my sister didn't see Thera? Or should I worry why she wasn't there? I don't know if her injury has recovered yet.

The more important thing is, why is my memory is so blurry?

"Definitely it's her doing." He says, nonchalantly.

"What? What are you talking about?" I don't quite understand the situation here.

"Isn't that obvious? She erased your memory when you was sleeping, the memory about the meeting today. That's the reason why you can remember all the events happened except for her appearance. Well guess she forgot an important thing is that I was also there. Guess in her hurry, she forgot to deal with me too."  Truly thankful, I have this guy with me.

"She erased my memory? Why did she do that?" This is the issue. 

"Clearly she doesn't want anybody know about her existence, that's for sure."

"I know that, the question is why she wants to hide her existence that much, to go that far as erasing my memory. " 

"She said she didn't trust you, right?". I still cannot remember much, did she said such thing, or did he just make that up? Well, come to think of it, I cannot expect to gain her trust that soon.

"What did I tell you before? That girl cannot be trusted. Luckily it was just your memory being erased. If there were anything happening to you, which of course to me too, then we would be so screwed, consider the fact the she's capable of doing such magic like that. Who knows what else she can do?" He continues.

"Why did she leave without saying a word?" While he's pondering about the dangerous site of her, I'm in a complete different world.

"Hmmm? What are you talking about?" A flicker of flame in his voice.

"What if her injury is not fully healed yet? why she had to force herself like that? I don't understand." I'm too deep in the thought that can't even see his rage parameter is rising. But he doesn't burst out like always.

"Man, is that your priority right now? You should know that...."

"I should find her." I interrupt him abruptly. Untill now do I notice his burning anger. Crap, here it comes.

".....You...arhgghh, why are you so stupid?" Just that? all my tense is for nothing then.

"Isn't that the question of a lifetime?" Lame joke, but that's all I can bring up, as usual.

"And you will get no support from me. If you are thinking of doing that, then think about do it on your own. Seriously, I'm tired of telling you to play safe when you keep on risking your life." 

"Come on, what part of it is a risk? She's just a lost injured girl, what could possibly go wrong?" Unless she's a man-eating monster, which is highly unlikely.

"Let me tell you what can go wrong, you could be killed! Have you ever asked yourself why she was in that bad shape?" What nonsense is this guy talking about?

"Why? and how does that relate to her condition?" 

"Use your brain will you? Do you think it randomly happened to her? Or she just ate some out of date food? Even though I'm not 100% sure but her condition was caused by something, or someone." He returns to his coolness when explaining things. Hmm, if I want to cool him down then I will just play dumb and let him do the talking then.

"I see, so you are saying that she is being after?" That sounds reasonable. She knows some magics, even I did not have the chance to see more from it, but she seems to have more than just barrier and mind tricks. If that is the case...

"Yes, power always draws power. I guess she is being chased by some people who are also magic users, like her, or worse." I visualize him sitting in front of me, bitting his fingernail.

"By worse, you mean more dangerous?" I ask.

"What else? Judging on how she collapsed in the middle of the street, it must be a narrow escape." He sounds like an old detective movie.

"Then she needs our help even more." With determination, I suddenly say it out loud, not noticing my sister is coming down.

"Who needs your help?" She heard it, darn.

"Ah...um...well I was just playing with Shaggy. See, looks like she needs her food so badly." I squeeze her tail to make her growl, and get some paw fighting in return.

"You're a weirdo you know? Alright then just wait when I make a new dish I just learned yesterday. It's gonna be good."  That cannot be considered as good news but, well, what do I expect. At least she didn't find out.

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As expected, my sister new dish was, how do I put it, special to some extent. It was some sort of mixture containing eggs, milk and mashed potatoes. I ate them with the happiest face I could put up, or else I will have to cook for both of us for the rest of my life. 

Put that aside, now that my sister had left, I'm having the craziest thought in my mind. I decide to bring the topic back.

"I will find her, no matter what the cost." I hope to hear some, at least, objection from him.

But only silence. He means it. I have to do it on my own.

"Damn he is serious isn't he." I pick up the umbrella, just in case it will rain at night.

Stepping out side, I look back at the clock. It's 10:30 pm. 

I hope that I could bring at least one person back to this house.

-End chapter 8-

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