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Topic Started: May 3 2011, 06:10 PM (6,061 Views)
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Annaliese had trailed behind the group, worrying her bottom lip as they walked. A couple of times she had tried to get Ray’s attention, but he was purposefully ignoring her. She got it, she had messed up. But the others were following his lead. They were pretending they couldn’t see her either.

Back at school, people often ignored her as she tried to give them a flier or a pamphlet or just explain whatever cause she had been working on at the time. She was used to that. This was more than simply ignoring her. She had violated the group dynamic and endangered them all so now they were shunning her. And that hurt so much more than being ignored in the hallways of Bayview. She looked at the ground and blinked quickly, trying to stave off the tears.

Annaliese absently rubbed her arm as Ray and Allan tended to the downed Isabel. Words were pointless now since no one would hear her. The only way to apologize for her screw up was to make up for it in some tangible way. She nodded as Ray pointed out their need for food. And water. Her water was long gone. Isabel needed food, they all did. And they desperately needed water.

She remembered some episode of a survival show on the Travel Channel. They had said that in a desperate situation, you could add drops of bleach to water and make it drinkable. Glancing at the store, she knew what she needed to do. She would go in and get some bleach and whatever food or food-like products they had. Then the others would know she was sorry. If she presented Ray with stuff to help their survival, he would know she was sorry and he would talk to her again.

As quietly as possible, Annaliese put down her bag and stepped away from the group. They were all still clustered around Isabel. She could be in and out in like, three minutes, tops.

Her heart pounding, she put her hand on the door and prayed that it was unlocked. Tugging on it, it silently opened. Taking it as a sign that this was exactly what she was supposed to do, she slipped into the darkened building.

The silence in the store was oppressive. It almost like a living thing. She shuddered as she waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Her skin crawled as she cautiously looked from side to side. Several times on this trip, she had either thought about or made horror movie references but nothing she had encountered compared to this.

"Don't be a baby," she chided herself. "It's just a store. Nothing in here can hurt you. You have to make amends, so get it in gear and let's go." With a confidence she didn't really feel, she strode out into the darkness.
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Annaliese staggered back against one of the empty racks, her hand pressed against her midriff. It hurt. Oh, it hurt so much. She blinked rapidly, her vision blurred by the tears streaming down her face and the blobby white after-image of the flash from the gun. Her legs felt gumby, like they wouldn’t support her anymore. Blindly reaching out with her free hand, she grabbed the middle shelf as her legs folded up under her.

Several items went clattering to the floor. A small part of her brain hoped that nothing had broken as she joined the items on the ground. It was so very dark. What was happening?

Ray… where was Ray?

It hurt so much to breathe. It was like there was an elephant sitting on her chest. Annaliese’s head lolled to one side as she tried to focus. She needed help. She was bleeding all over the place. She could feel it running down her sides, even though she was following the first aid stuff she was taught and keeping pressure on it. Where was Ray?

She tried pushing down harder, which made her arch up off the ground and silently cry out. Lifting her hand hurt too and she managed a shaky gasp. Why was this happening? Where was Ray?
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((Here we go. All GMing in this thread is with full permission.))

Annaliese heard someone call out her name and feet pounding on pavement. With extreme effort, she turned her head towards the sound. It was probably a really bad sign that it was so hard to do that. It was Alex, who was down near her. ‘Hi Alex,’ she silently greeted the other girl. ‘Where’s Ray?’

Her unvoiced query was answered when Ray joined Alex next to her. She wanted to talk to him, but her lips moved silently. There was so much she wanted to tell him, but she couldn’t gather enough air.

Ray reached out and gathered her up in his arms, heedless of the blood. "Annaliese...Annalie..Why...Why did you come in here without us?"

She could hear the emotion in his voice. Oh, this isn’t how this was supposed to go at all. She was doing this so he would be less upset with her, not more. She wanted to reassure him. It would all be okay, she was sure of it now. Gathering up her will, she slowly reached up and gently rested her fingers against his cheek.

When they had started their journey together, she was sure that it was because he had something to teach her. But she understood now why they had been placed together. It was all leading up to this. This was her job. To teach him how it was all going to be okay. It wasn’t about control and dominating. It was about letting go and having things unfold as they were supposed to. It was about the journey, not the destination.

Ray was frantically apologizing. "I'm sorry, I wasn't mad at you...I wasn't. I'm so sorry.."

Oh, when did it get so cold in here? Fine tremors started to run through her. Now, in this place, in this time, she finally understood and she had to make him understand. It would all be okay.

She pushed her fingertips into his cheek slightly to get his attention. There would only be once chance to make him understand, she knew it. She was fading fast now. It was getting hard to keep her eyes open.

She struggled to find the word to explain what she was feeling, but it was getting so hard to think and she wasn’t even sure she had the right words. Instead, she could only hope that he could see what she was trying to tell him. “Sssshhh…” she whispered at him, a small grin on her face. “I understand…it’s all okay.”

She locked her eyes on his and willed him to understand. Please don’t cry. This isn’t the end. I get it now. This is only the beginning. You, me, Alex, Jimmy…this isn’t all there is. It’s just the beginning and it’s glorious.

She didn’t have the strength to keep her hand on his cheek, which was so wonderfully warm and alive. She knitted her brow as she spotted the blood trail she had accidentally left on him. She needed to tell him to wipe that off. And she would. In just a second. She just needed to blink and gather her thoughts.

Annaliese closed her eyes and softly exhaled.

G073 – Annaliese Hansen deceased
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