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It’s probably bad but w/e
The room was dimly lit. Heaps of metal and unidentifiable materials laid about in an almost organized manner. Edgar walked through the mess mostly on his way to Jack, but spying on all of Jack’s projects. Some areas, more put-together than others. Some areas in the clean up stage..
Jack sat at his computer watching the news on one screen and dozens of other news outlets on the others.
‘There is still massive clean up.... Police have no...’
He had a lot of projects lately. He seemed a lot off lately. His eyes seem a lot icier lately.
‘We are getting word there was another...’
Edgar had been around him long enough to notice some repeats in Jacks projects. Projectile things. Explosive things. Sensitive things. Harmful things.
‘Everything is gone.... Little chance of surviv...’
Edgar finally made his way to Jack, standing just behind to peek at the news. “They’ve been covering this sheet all day.” He whined, in hopes Jack would actually come hang out this time. “I’m sure it’ll be on at any bar.”
Jack closed out of online news room and opened another. “Not tonight, Edgar. Things are blowing up. Should stay put...”
Edgar rolled his eyes and huffed. “Yeah, well, it ain’t here.” He was about to ghost his way out when a picture of one of the buildings caught his eye. “Didn’t we go walk around that building last week?” The browser quickly closed.
“....jack?”
No one moved.
“Jack. You had me ghost inside....”
Edgar looked around the room. “You’re fucking with me, right?”
Jack slumped back into his chair with a small sigh, not of trouble but relief.
“Are you fuckin g kidding?! There was PEOPLE in there! YOU-” his voice broke. Jack turned in his chair to face him. Jack seemed so calm and almost happy- Edgar was gone.
Story time!
‘Do I have an over active imagination? Or am I slowly becoming more.. perceptive?’
Dust filtered through the single light from the ceiling. Shining all too brightly on the empty table. He had noticed he was spending more time in a sleep like state. But while his body felt the weakness, his mind was lite on fire. More knowledge, more information, so much MORE and it was delicious. Delectable. Tangible. Smells were stronger like his nose had been replaced with.. but he was sure it was only a dream. He would see people walk through walls and say things he almost understood, things would happen that shouldn’t or didn’t? But upon trying to investigate, they would disappear and he would be shuttled to a more quiet area.
He checked to make sure there was no hallucinations, new mental decay or that he was indeed, awake. He was awake, every time. Even when his body was still in bed.
‘I heard a man talk about a physics model I had never heard of. It doesn't make any sense. The model implies gravity is not common, but something that only happens sometimes...’
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‘..It works...’
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“There’s a voice in my head that tells me to change. I think I’ll use what I’ve collected from my ‘dreams’. I’m going to act, change the world. I’m going to make it It’s time there was change that benefited the planet as a whole, not just one species.”
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Jack looked back into the tarnished metal cylinder. " Do you know what this is? " He chimed in his usual ego infested gloat. A head peaked into the hollow tube from the far end. A slight breeze pushed it's way by, knocking the soft hair into their face. " n, no. ..." They could see Jacks silhouette; big, tall; looming over the pale, windswept prairie. Even the overcast clouds seemed to back away from him. " A war monument. " Matter of fact and pleased with his smarts, Jack looked back forward as the clouds broke. The light beam hit somewhere else but the tube lit up in the most magnificent way. The person brushed their hair away to catch a glimpse. To see his shoulders held up and the sun light reflect off the sides in a spiral. In a way.. he almost looked like " god.." Jack turned and the light vanished, like it was never there. " Did you say something? " The head popped away from his view and soft "no" worked it's way back for everything else to hear.
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