Tips: 0.00 INK
by SaveYou on Thu Aug 20, 2009 9:45 am
"C'mon, Marwan; i-i-it's okay, we'll get y-you home," Erin said, putting a comforting arm around Marwan's shoulders, more than a little bit scared. She couldn't remember him ever being like this before, and she wanted to get him away from the carnival before he had a fit or something.
"It's okay, alruh-right? We'll g-g-get you home, you'll be fuh-fuh-fine," Glancing back over her shoulder at Noah and Erin, she jerked her head, as if to say "come on", before starting to lead Marwan away. She kept muttering comforting words to him as she led him away from the carnival, hoping it would calm him down, until they came to a fork in the road. The right was the way they went to Marwan's street, but something inside her whispered left, and she went left.
"It's alright, Marwan, it's a sh-shu-shortc-c-cut," She heard herself say. Was it a shortcut? She didn't know. But something told her, go left, and so she did. She couldn't have gone back now, even if she wanted to. Something else was driving her now, controlling her feet, and she just walked, still with an arm around Marwan. There was a lot of trees around them now, and she wondered just where the fuck she had led him in to. She wanted to look back, so see if Noah and Serra were still following them, but something wasn't letting her turn around to check. Streams of light were appearing in the gap between trees, and she found herself relieved.
A streetlamp. I am going the right way.
"Juh-just a bit fuh-fuh-further, Marwan, c'mon," She told him, and the relief she expected when they burst through the trees didn't come. Instead, confusion did.
There was no streetlamps, no road, no nothing. They were in a middle of a field, a huge circle surrounded by trees on every side. The moon had risen by now, hanging above them, but the light wasn't coming from the moon or the stars that surrounded it.
It was coming from the carousel.
Why there was a carousel in the middle of a field, Erin had no fucking clue, but it was there. It wasn't a big one, and there seemed to be no-one there to operate it, but it was lit up anyway, and music was coming from it. It was a song Erin recoginized, but she couldn't place it, and then one of her random impulses came.
Get on it.
She took a step towards it, half-dragging Marwan with her, but she didn't realize it. For some reason, it was a very good idea that the four of them get on that carousel, and she wondered if the others thought the same thing. There was no harm in taking one spin on it, before they brought Marwan home, was there?
Don't.
The voice was so small it was practically a whisper in the back of her mind, but it made Erin pause for a second. Don't? Don't get on it? Why not? There was no harm - this wasn't going to kill them, and it would be over within a few minutes. All she had to do was get on the carousel, and the others had to get on, and everything would be okay.
Stepping on to it, it lurched to the side, and she gripped one of the poles sticking out of the floor, going through the plastic horses on it. It was moving, and she slackened her grip on the pole. It was just moving like these things normally did, and she examined it properly. Brightly coloured, with mirrors all around the centre, she laughed, before turning to face her friends, calling out to them before the carousel moved her out of sight.
"Come on; one try, get on this, seriously! One try, guys, come on! Please? It'll be awesome, and we only need to do it the once, come on!"
That wasn't her speaking, she realized; she hadn't stuttered once in that whole sentence, and a spark of fear ignited in her, but she was speaking again, saying it over and over, more naturally - she was stuttering now as she spoke, so that was okay. Still holding the pole, she kept calling out to them, and she didn't even notice that the world was changing because the colours were all blurring in to one another, until everything went black.
She fell forward, her head cracking off the plastic horse, and it started to ache. There was a thud as she hit the ground, and even though she was rapidly giving way to the darkness, she realized something.
This'll happen to them if they get on. They'll all faint; they'll all go somewhere...
The thought wasn't finished because she finally lost consciousness; and curiously, she felt like she was falling as she did so.
Tip jar: the author of this post has received
0.00 INK
in return for their work.