With a light chuckle, she carefully takes the bag offered, grip tight. Elysia acted as bright as ever. She seemed okay⊠but was she? She was good at reading people ( sometimes ), but people like her made it hard to tellâ hiding behind a smile. Lingering worries continued to itch at the back of her mind as she followed her friend inside.Â
She blinks, glancing over at the kitchen. âOh, uh, right.â Clementine promptly places the rest of the groceries upon the counter, sorting them out with ease. âNot at all. I was only there for a few minutes. Besides, the thing in the sky kept me company.â Chuckling half-heartedly, her voice trails off, gaze lowering to the random box of cereal her hand rested on.Â
Normally, she was more straightforward. So why was it difficult to bring up? She took a breath, releasing it slowly to calm her nerves. She had to know. âLook, I⊠wanted to ask you something. About what happened a few months ago.â Did you find the other you? How did you feel after it ended? There were so many questions, but the minute her mouth opened again, the lights above them flickered and then, darkness engulfed the whole house.Â
âWhat the hell? Is this just a random power out?â Rummaging for her phone, she presses the convenient flashlight button, shining it on the last place she saw her. âElysia? You okay?â
There is a giggle that left her lips at the joke. It felt nice that Clementine was easing into talking to her more. While they hadnât hung out a lot the past month or so, she remembered when she first met Clementine. To think now theyâd be visiting each other and talking. If anything, a small part of her appreciated the other for keeping her company whereas so many others seemed to come and go. Her mind drifted often, hoping that some day, both of them got to go back home, especially since Clementine seemed so antsy to do so--
Elysia paused what she was doing, eyes staying on the can of soup in her hands, feeling herself tense. She wasnât sure how she felt about answering any questions from a few months ago. In fact, she was sure that Clementine might not be happy if she found out what had happened to other self. âAh? Yeah, okay then.â
However, it seemed like fate (or whatever) decided to intervene as the power flickered off. Clemâs voice echoed as Elysia lifted her fingers, the tips aflame. A recent ability she had learned but one she was thankful for the moment as it offered a bit of light. That was, until, Clementine used the phoneâs light and caused her to squint from the brightness.
âYeah, Iâm fine. I think the power just went off--â Eyes glanced around as she heard distinct....wailing? It continued and she could feel a shiver go down her spine. âUh...Iâm not sure whatâs going on actually...â