Helen Magnus (
teratologist) wrote in
paradisa2013-05-09 08:08 pm
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7th Abnormality - accidentally dictated - Backdated -Day 2 Event Horizon
Wait!
Please, Ashely...
[Footsteps pound down metallic grid work, the sound clangs and echoes through the journal.]
I didn't mean it, I never would have let you go if I had known this would happen, you have to believe me.
[sudden stillness, a short gasp and a single word.]
...John?
[Sobbing and apologies continue. Begging forgiveness from Ashely for not being there, for not protecting her as she should have, for failing to be any sort of mother to her.
Pleading with John who continues to vanish, leaving no trace, no words, no reason just gone. She pleads with him to stay but her please go unanswered.
The sound of knees hitting that same grating, and this time the words are whispered with regret and between heaving sobs.]
I'm sorry James, so much I should have done..should have told you. I am so sorry my love.
Please, Ashely...
[Footsteps pound down metallic grid work, the sound clangs and echoes through the journal.]
I didn't mean it, I never would have let you go if I had known this would happen, you have to believe me.
[sudden stillness, a short gasp and a single word.]
...John?
[Sobbing and apologies continue. Begging forgiveness from Ashely for not being there, for not protecting her as she should have, for failing to be any sort of mother to her.
Pleading with John who continues to vanish, leaving no trace, no words, no reason just gone. She pleads with him to stay but her please go unanswered.
The sound of knees hitting that same grating, and this time the words are whispered with regret and between heaving sobs.]
I'm sorry James, so much I should have done..should have told you. I am so sorry my love.

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Helen, what's going on over there?
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[Softer, muffled and possibly angled away.]
James! Please..don't go!
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He's not going to leave you, none of us are. [Oh Gods, was it really as bad as she'd been hearing?]
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Everyone is leaving, and it's all my fault.
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Look. I know a thing or two about hallucinations, okay? You have to fight the vicious little buggers or they'll latch on and never let go.
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Of course...that must be it but, I need to be sure.
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Maladict I think I am not alright.
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