Artifice ♛ Scott McCall

Give Me a Sign

The three of us start sorting through the pictures. There were smaller boxes inside of the big box separating the pictures into different categories. Like I had just one box of just Scott and I, and another with Lydia and I. I also had one of lacrosse games considering I've been to every one since freshman year. What I didn't know I had was just a box of myself, which was the box I was going through right now. I don't like taking pictures of just myself because I feel awkward. I don't really know how to pose when it's just me which makes this even more weird.

The pictures themselves are weird as well. The position of the camera was off. Like it was too far left or too far right. I picked up a picture that made me stop for a moment. It was a picture of myself on top of a bed with blue sheets. I tilt my head at the picture. I don't remember being in a room with blue sheets. Mine are purple and have been since I was a kid, so it isn't my room. One of my hands was pressed done on the matress holding myself up while the other one was placed in my lap. There's a gap to my left. The camera angle was even more off than the other ones. It was diagonal from myself making me look up and to the left where the gap was. It was almost like someone was taking a picture of the two of us, but there wasn't anybody there.

I put the picture back in the box before sitting it on the nightstand. I feel like this box raises some flags. What if that box was filled with pictures of me and the person taken by the Ghost Riders? I need to find out where that picture was taken. Maybe that'll give me some answers.

"Who is this?" I turn my head to look at Kai. He had a picture held out to me. I grabbed it before peering down at it. My breath hitches in my throat as I look at the picture.

Kai had found the box filled with Allison. The picture he handed me was a day I'll never forget. It was the most fun I've ever had with the late hunter. The two of us were sitting on a paint filled blanket. The two of us were also covered in paint. We both had huge smiles, and our arms were wrapped around each other. She wanted to learn how to paint, and she wanted me to teacher. It was a day where there wasn't anything supernatural going on. It was also sunny which was a bonus. We decided to paint outside, so we wouldn't have to clean up the mess. It was going great until I accidentally spilled paint on Allison's pants. That's what started the paint war. When Lydia found us, she just had to take this picture.

I blink away the tears. "Her name was Allison. She was one of my best friends."

"Was that the one who..." Kai trailed off. I nod my head in confirmation. "I'm sorry."

I smile at her. "It's fine. This picture was taken a few weeks before everything happened. It was one of the last days we spent together. Acting like normal teenager and that there wasn't anything wrong."

"What was she like? If you don't mind me asking." River asked.

"She was the best person you could ever ask for. If you needed help, no matter what it was, she'd be there for you in an instant. She had one of the personalities that you couldn't help but fall in love with. All she wanted to do was to help others and protect her friends. Which is what she did until her last breath." I wipe a stray tears that had fell. "That night at Oak Creek. I tried to save her, and she tried to save me. I got stabbed before she did. She wanted to stay by me, but I wouldn't let her. I wanted her to help Isaac. It was right after she managed to kill one of the Oni was when they stabbed her too. When I woke up, I felt like I had already knew what had happened to her. For a while, I couldn't help but feel like it was partially my fault."