Eternal.”
No. I shook my head as the idea of what Allister
said sunk in. No. This wasn’t possible. This wasn’t how it
worked. You lived, you died, and your soul went to
heaven for an eternity of happiness.
“No,” I said flatly.
Allister looked back to me from the pit, his
expression confused. “No?”
“No,” I said shaking my head.
“This isn’t something you can just ignore and it
will go away,” Allister said.
“I don’t buy it. What is an Eternal anyway? Why
haven’t I ever heard of Eternals before? No, I don’t
believe you.”
“Britt, be reasonable…”
“Reasonable? Really?” I shouted. “You tell me
this and expect me to just accept your word? Maybe
you’re some guy who gets a kick out of freaking people
out.”
“How would I have known about the waterfall?”
he argued.
“Because I told you at your house. You could be a
sick twisted person wanting to drive me insane so you’re
throwing it back at me now. My soul is safe and sound
right here.” I pointed to my chest. Even as my finger
touched my chest, my doubts crept up. Did the dreams
come from me being soulless? Somewhere deep down,
did I know?
Allister moved closer, causing me to step back. He
was beginning to scare me.
“What are you doing?” I threatened.
“I need to convince you I’m telling the truth.” He
moved forward, reaching to take hold of my arm.
“Let me go. Are you some kind of frea…?”
The last word never finished as we suddenly stood
on the far side of the pit, looking back at the reviewing
stand. I panicked and stumbled along the edge of loose,
spent taconite tailings and Allister took hold of me,
pulling me back from the edge and spinning his back to
the pit.
“What was that?” I spoke in a whisper, shaking
against his chest.
“Shimmering.”
“Shimmering?”
“We can move over short distances with a
thought. It’s one of the perks of being an Eternal,” his
voice was lighter, almost amused.
Shaking my head, I pushed away from his chest,
hard. “No.”
The force caused him to stagger backwards a few
paces. He teetered on the edge of the pit for a second as
his eyes met mine and he toppled over backwards,
surprise filling his eyes.
“Allister,” I shouted in horror, dropping to my
hands and knees and scrambling to the edge of the pit in
time to see him splash into the lake below.
“Oh my God,” I cried out.
“Humph.”
I rolled over to see a drenched Allister standing
behind me. He smiled deviously and moved over to
extend a hand. I grasped it and he pulled me to my feet,
covered in orange iron ore dust, staring at his confident
gaze.
“You were surprised, but you weren’t scared.” I
said, realizing it as I spoke.
“I can’t die. There was nothing to be afraid of,” he
said smiling.
“No, this isn’t real. This can’t be real.” I turned,
threw my hands up in the air and walked away from the
pit following the old road as it wound up over a hill and
back towards the main road.
“Britt, wait, I’ll take you back to the other side,”
Allister cried after me.
I didn’t turn around, walking defiantly away from
him and his bizarre claims. I froze in place as I realized
something. If he could move across the pit like that, was
the rest of his story also true? I shook my head, silly
nonsense. I had my soul. His story was b.s. I needed to
get out of here and sort this out. There had to be some
reasonable explanation.
Allister appeared out of nowhere in front of me,
his hands held up before him, trying to calm me down.
“Britt, please, you need to listen to me.”
I stopped a few paces from him, crossing my arms
and glaring at him with my best daggered look. He
cringed and I fought to keep a satisfied smile from my
lips.
“I’m telling you the truth. You have to believe
me.”
I thought for a minute. “How old are you?”
“Eighteen,” Allister answered.
“Ah ha,” I exclaimed in triumph.
“What?”
“I thought you said you lived an eternity. How can
you
No. I shook my head as the idea of what Allister
said sunk in. No. This wasn’t possible. This wasn’t how it
worked. You lived, you died, and your soul went to
heaven for an eternity of happiness.
“No,” I said flatly.
Allister looked back to me from the pit, his
expression confused. “No?”
“No,” I said shaking my head.
“This isn’t something you can just ignore and it
will go away,” Allister said.
“I don’t buy it. What is an Eternal anyway? Why
haven’t I ever heard of Eternals before? No, I don’t
believe you.”
“Britt, be reasonable…”
“Reasonable? Really?” I shouted. “You tell me
this and expect me to just accept your word? Maybe
you’re some guy who gets a kick out of freaking people
out.”
“How would I have known about the waterfall?”
he argued.
“Because I told you at your house. You could be a
sick twisted person wanting to drive me insane so you’re
throwing it back at me now. My soul is safe and sound
right here.” I pointed to my chest. Even as my finger
touched my chest, my doubts crept up. Did the dreams
come from me being soulless? Somewhere deep down,
did I know?
Allister moved closer, causing me to step back. He
was beginning to scare me.
“What are you doing?” I threatened.
“I need to convince you I’m telling the truth.” He
moved forward, reaching to take hold of my arm.
“Let me go. Are you some kind of frea…?”
The last word never finished as we suddenly stood
on the far side of the pit, looking back at the reviewing
stand. I panicked and stumbled along the edge of loose,
spent taconite tailings and Allister took hold of me,
pulling me back from the edge and spinning his back to
the pit.
“What was that?” I spoke in a whisper, shaking
against his chest.
“Shimmering.”
“Shimmering?”
“We can move over short distances with a
thought. It’s one of the perks of being an Eternal,” his
voice was lighter, almost amused.
Shaking my head, I pushed away from his chest,
hard. “No.”
The force caused him to stagger backwards a few
paces. He teetered on the edge of the pit for a second as
his eyes met mine and he toppled over backwards,
surprise filling his eyes.
“Allister,” I shouted in horror, dropping to my
hands and knees and scrambling to the edge of the pit in
time to see him splash into the lake below.
“Oh my God,” I cried out.
“Humph.”
I rolled over to see a drenched Allister standing
behind me. He smiled deviously and moved over to
extend a hand. I grasped it and he pulled me to my feet,
covered in orange iron ore dust, staring at his confident
gaze.
“You were surprised, but you weren’t scared.” I
said, realizing it as I spoke.
“I can’t die. There was nothing to be afraid of,” he
said smiling.
“No, this isn’t real. This can’t be real.” I turned,
threw my hands up in the air and walked away from the
pit following the old road as it wound up over a hill and
back towards the main road.
“Britt, wait, I’ll take you back to the other side,”
Allister cried after me.
I didn’t turn around, walking defiantly away from
him and his bizarre claims. I froze in place as I realized
something. If he could move across the pit like that, was
the rest of his story also true? I shook my head, silly
nonsense. I had my soul. His story was b.s. I needed to
get out of here and sort this out. There had to be some
reasonable explanation.
Allister appeared out of nowhere in front of me,
his hands held up before him, trying to calm me down.
“Britt, please, you need to listen to me.”
I stopped a few paces from him, crossing my arms
and glaring at him with my best daggered look. He
cringed and I fought to keep a satisfied smile from my
lips.
“I’m telling you the truth. You have to believe
me.”
I thought for a minute. “How old are you?”
“Eighteen,” Allister answered.
“Ah ha,” I exclaimed in triumph.
“What?”
“I thought you said you lived an eternity. How can
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