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Chapter 30
I did notice as the day went on, that the longer I sat there doing nothing about my friends, the longer the day went.
When I’d first woken up this morning, I was burning with determination, raring to go. I was going to get my friends.
Then reality hit me. If the guy took me out when I remembered how to use my powers properly, how would I be able to save them without remembering how to use my powers? So I decided to wait, well, plan, then the moment everything seemed to be working out, the second I left to get them. It would be this moment where I’d be walking to my hiding place and pulling out a joint and smoking it. I was badly craving it. Craving it to the point where I was getting fidgety, I could feel the need on my skin, like something was crawling it’s way slowly and slowly up my body.
No, stop thinking about it! The less you think about it, the easier it’s going to be to get over it.
Or, the quicker Maggie and them will forget about it, so I’m off house arrest and can go and get some more.
I can’t think like that. Look at where smoking the stuff got me last time. I don’t need to end back up in hospital.
As long as I’m careful next time with how much I’m smoking at one go, then I should be fine.
Gah! I just don’t know what to do with myself any more.
“Ready for your appointment?” Maggie asked as she walked into my room to see my still in my sleep clothes. “Obviously not.” She continued after a beat. “Hurry up then, Danny. We have to be leaving real soon.”
By real soon, I’m guessing she meant like now… “Well, if you leave I can get changed, can’t I?” I replied sarcastically, I just wasn’t in the mood to be playing nice with her.
“What’s wrong, Danny?” Maggie asked me, “Is it your head?”
“No, and nothing.” I sighed, getting up and rummaging around in my chest of drawers for decent clothes to put on. I hadn’t forgotten what was going to happen in my therapy session today. I was going to see the video, though I knew she’d want to know about what was going on between Maggie and me.
“So, you ready?” Was all Mrs Connors said as I entered her room. I knew what she was talking about though.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I replied. I didn’t want to tell her yet that I remembered where my friends were being kept. I’m not going to tell anyone besides Jamie about what I know. I don’t want anyone else to get involved. They don’t need to get involved. I don’t want them to get hurt over something that’s mine to deal with.
If only I could remember what this tome was. It’s never mentioned by name, just by ‘the tome’. Oh, well, I’m sure I can find out when I get my friends back.
“I’ll only play the video if you’re super, super sure you can deal with what you’re seeing.”
“What’s there that’s going to rattle me?”
“You’ll soon find out.” She said as she walked over to one of the many wardrobes looking things on her wall. Opening one showed a TV, it was fairly large, but not very new. Underneath was a DVD player, which she popped in a DVD player.
“10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.” I watched Mrs Connors count down on the video. I watched myself lying there. Nothing was happening. She went on to talk about the clouds. I remembered doing that. I remembered letting all the memories take over me.
“No! Stop! Please!” Video me shouted out suddenly. I heard a gasp from the rest of the occupants of the room.
“Stop. That hurts!” I shouted, I watched myself on the video squirming around. I curled up into a ball at the end of the sofa as if trying to protect myself from something.
“I don’t have it. I don’t have what you want.” I cried out. Shit. Now they know I was taken for a reason.
“AH!” I was screaming frantically moving around in the ball I’d formed, my arms flailing out at an unknown entity. I sat there in complete silence.
I realised then, that I’d seen this. I remembered this. Well, remembered what was happening to me. In my dream last night. Well, it obviously wasn’t a dream. It felt like a bit of the wall inside my mind had started to crumble, and all these images had fallen through.
I don’t know what was pinning me to the chair. Maybe it was shock. If what I dreamt about was my memories, I knew that when I was there with Hayley and Jesse, they weren’t being tortured like I was. I couldn’t guarantee that now. I needed to get to them a.s.a.p.
Suddenly, there was something on the video. A dark shape.
“Pause it.” I commanded to Mrs Connors. Who jumped slightly and paused the video. “What’s that?”
“What’s what?”
“There’s someone else here besides you.” I commended moving closer to the TV. “Look at that.” I commented to a small corner of the screen where a dark shadow stood.
“There’s nothing there, Danny.”
“You seriously need to be blind not to see it. It’s big and black. It’s shaped like a person.”
“Where exactly do you see it then?”
“Right by me, there’s a man shaped shadow there.” I replied pointing at the shadow, how could she not see it? It was beginning to get a little frustrating.
“I think that maybe showing you this video was wrong.”
“And why’s that?”
“You’re seeing things.” Well, she couldn’t have put that more bluntly, right?
I stayed silent.
“Danny, let me help you.”
“It’s not me that needs help.” I whispered, “It’s Hayley and Jesse.”
“You’re starting to sound a little obsessed with finding them, Danny. What’s your main reason for wanting to find them?”
“I need to find them. I need to save them. It’s my fault they’re still there.”
“And what makes you think it’s your fault they’re still there?”
“Everything. How come I came back and they didn’t? I just want to make things right.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good enough reason.”
“What?” I asked, she was looking at me sternly, her eyes held no emotions.
“You just sound confused, you just want someone to reassure you that it wasn’t your fault, and by bringing them back here you think you’ll get that. What’s wrong with the Police finding them?”
“You don’t know where they are. The police have no chance.”
“And how do you figure that when you don’t remember where they are either?” Damn, she’s good. I didn’t even notice I’d hinted towards the fact that I knew where they were being kept.
“Look, whatever happened to me is probably happening to them too, I need to find them as soon as possible. Preferably without the police sticking their damned noses in.” I nearly shouted. I didn’t understand why she was being so objective with me.
“I can’t let you go looking for them, Danny.”
“And why’s that?”
“You’re still recovering from a drug addiction, that’s why!” She said exasperated. “Look, the reason you’re seeing this shadow on the screen could be for multiple reasons, one of them being because you’re a recovering drug addict.”
“I wasn’t a drug addict!” I defended. I’d never become addicted to the stuff, I just liked to smoke it when I was panicking, and that had nothing to do with being addicted to the stuff, did it?
“You’re even in denial about it. Danny, just look here, the main problem here is you. You’re in denial about your friends, you’re in some sort of denial about your family, and you’re in denial about being a drug addict!” She listed, though I could see the impatience flaring in her eyes.
“I’m not in denial about my family.”
“So, why don’t you call them ‘Mom’ or ‘Dad’?” She asked, her voice softening somewhat.
“They don’t feel like what parents should feel.”
“Oh, and what don’t they do for you?”
“Maggie certainly doesn’t love me.”
“And what’s she said to make you believe that?” She asked silently, she knew she was getting the root of his problem here, the reason he was so tense around her last night.
“She said ‘Oh, Danny, why won’t you come back to me?’” I looked down on my feet.
“That doesn’t sound like something she’d say.”
“Well, she said it. Deal with it.”
“Well, you’re obviously not dealing with it.”
“She doesn’t love me, she just wants her old Danny back. I’m not sure I can bring him back.”
“You shouldn’t worry about that. You should be whoever you want to be.” She soothed, though I wasn’t finding it all that soothing.
I didn’t have anything to say to her.
“Did you consider it from her end? That she feels really stressed out with everything that’s going on around her. It’s got to take some effort to take in a kid who looks exactly like her son, but at the same time, isn’t her son.”
“Well, she obviously wasn’t thinking about my side when she said that.”
“Look, Danny-”
“Can I get a copy of this DVD?” I asked, interrupting what she was going to tell me. I did not have the patience to listen to what she was going to say.
“What for?”
“Just to watch it for myself.”
“I don’t think I should do that.”
“Why not?’
“Well, it’s obviously freaked you out a little.”
She seemed to be getting the better of me lately. I didn’t have a response.
“Fine. I’ll just go then.” I stood up, turning my back to her, preparing to storm out of the room.
“Call me when you’re ready to talk, okay?”
Again, I didn’t answer her and left the room.
Maggie was waiting for me in the car park when I left the building. She didn’t say anything to me; I was hoping she wouldn’t either. I was afraid I’d let something slip.
We got home pretty quickly, that may have been because of the fact I spent most of it daydreaming, or Maggie was speeding. Either way, I was happy to be out of the car.
“Is Jamie home?” I asked, walking into the house.
“Yes, in her room.” Maggie answered, walking towards the kitchen.
“Jamie, can I ask you a question? Since you seem to know more about me than I do, I think you’re advice would be better.”
“It’s not romance trouble, is it?”
“No, I don’t… what was the word? socialize enough for something like that. I socialize more with a hospital bed than with people…”
“Okay. So what’s your question?” She asked looking at me funnily.
“As a magician, am I able to see things other people can’t?” I asked, the thought had come to me in the car, that maybe the reason I was seeing things was because I was different to other people.
“It took you till now to notice?” She asked.
“Well, I’ve never really been put in a position when I’ve noticed something that someone hasn’t. Today was the first instance.”
“At the therapist? What was at the therapist that made you notice that?”
“Well, it wasn’t necessarily at the therapist when I thought of it, but I noticed something on the video of what happened last night and she didn’t seem to notice it.”
“Oh, right.” I was kinda glad she didn’t ask me for what I’d noticed.
“Thanks,” I muttered before quickly leaving the room.
It was beginning to get dark. I didn’t really have any idea what it was, other than the fact that it was dark, which probably meant it was late.
I walked towards the bathroom. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something wasn’t right, or something was going to happen and it wasn’t going to be good. Well, considering nothing good seemed to happen to me, this bad was a whole new level of bad.
The bathroom was quiet, as I’d expected it to be. I turned on the light, and looked around the room cautiously. Something wasn’t right here. Walking towards the sink, I noticed something in the reflection of the mirror. A man was here.
“Who the hell are you?” I asked.
“Who I am does not matter. I know who you are though, Danny Istari.”
“How do you know who I am?” Panic beginning to seep through me like blood through my veins.
“That’s not for you to know.” He said before swooping down at me, his fist aimed at my head. I narrowly avoided his punch, aiming to sweep his feet from his legs. He jumped over my leg the second he noticed it.
“Damn.” I muttered. Standing up, I aimed a punch at his face, he dodged, and my hand went smashing into the mirror. Pain erupted into my hand as blood started gushing out.
“I think that’s all my orders were. See you soon, Istari.” He said before disappearing into the darkness.
Thanks for reading, I'll probably put more of a blog tomorrow, I don't have time now tonight...
Night!
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