"Nylah... over there. There's a person," Sully said, his voice getting quieter as he looked.
"Sully, what is it?" Quinton asked, worry creeping into his voice
"Sully?" I ask
No response.
"Sully. Sullivan," Quinton said his full name. Still no response.
"Sullivan Calloway," Piece said. Finally Sully turned. His usual shining blue eyes were now a dull blue.
"It...it's you," he said it so quietly I could barely hear it over the silence of the valley. He looked directly at Pierce.
"What do you mean?" I ask, moving to where he was.
"Sul, what the hell do you mean, it's him?" Quinton asked, his voice firmer.
"Holy.... it's is him. When he's fully faded.." I say
The others walk over. Right where the trees stop on the rocky path we had been taking up the mountain. There was a clear view of a hill overlooking the River of Souls. On the hills was Pierce. His same blonde hair, same sunglass, same everything, but he was fading. His arms were fully translucent. It was creeping up, his neck, his legs, his arms, his ears, everywhere.
He saw us, reached out. He called out to us. The wind silenced him, ruffling out his words and picking the dust that made up his body.
A high pitched, piercing scream cut through the valley. She was there. I.... I was there. Older, tired. My uncle, he was behind her. Watching me... the other me fall to her knees. She was across the valley on the third island, the Island of Desperation.
Pierce looks down at his hands, hiding his now partially translucent hands under the hoodie Sully gave him. He looked up, noticing me watching. He pushed his sunglasses up, shaking his head silently at me. A telling, 'Don't tell the others.'
~~~~~
You've most likely seen this before if you follow me, but I wanted to add it anyway!!
YOU ARE READING
Stuff on Experiment11o2
RandomExperienced11o2 is a story of mine that is still in works. This is just random tidbits on it!! Hope you enjoy!!
