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perfectsymmetry[Since Christmas morning, Crowe had been trapped in a nightmare while awake. Mayfield had played on his biggest fear and left him completely alone in what he perceived to be a town full of corpses. He was sure it was a dream at first, but as time wore on, it was getting harder to tell. He hid in his room, keeping away from the slowly rotting bodies of his friends and neighbors, unsure of what to do with himself. All he could do was distract himself with his books and his journal project, but he couldn't focus. He couldn't sleep or eat. He was starting to wonder if this really did happen all because of the stupid letter he wrote.
Anyone who tried to interact with him during these few days was unable to get through to him. It was like he was sleepwalking, and nothing would wake him up.
He managed to fall asleep last night, and wakes up today expecting to see the same thing. Instead, he sees that his room has been rummaged through, his journal open on his bed with nothing written in it, and a note that fell off of him and was now sticking to the bed. The same note was on his bedroom door - "YOU'RE NEVER ALONE".
He stared at these for a few seconds, before bolting out of his room and looking for signs of life in his house. Was he asleep this whole time? Was it just an illusion?]
[Crowe makes a call to the town this morning. There's silence for a few moments before he speaks.]
...Ah. Um, so i-it's the twenty-ninth already? Time certainly does go by fast here, doesn't it. I-is everyone out there alright? Holidays here can be rough in Mayfield, Christmas i-is no exception... Just, ah, let me know if anyone needs anything, yeah? I-I'll do whatever I can. Someone, um, someone just call me back. Anyone. Please?
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Date: 2010-12-29 02:33 pm (UTC)Before I came here, I'd made some...discoveries about myself. Namely that the people who I thought were my parents weren't really, and that my real parents...well. I'm still having a hard time accepting who they really were. Not to mention I have a connection with someone I never thought possible.
I wished I had never learned all that. It's only now that I realized how foolish it was to make such a wish...
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Date: 2010-12-29 02:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 02:46 pm (UTC)Besides, someone told me that no matter how I was brought into this world, I'm still me. And I've been told all my life to keep pressing forward no matter what obstacles fate throws at me. Wishing for the easy way out won't get me anywhere.
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 03:19 pm (UTC)If you don't mind my asking...what did you receive for your present?
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 03:32 pm (UTC)That really is a horrible gift...
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 04:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 05:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-29 05:19 pm (UTC)I hope Jessica's gift wasn't too harmful...I'll have to visit her at some point.
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Date: 2010-12-29 05:33 pm (UTC)Ah, I hope she's okay too. Let me know if you hear from her.