Hello again, my faithful readers! Guess whaaaat? THIS STORY AINT OVER!
CIRCE'S POV
"Where are you?" Circe's eyes darted back and forth and she had to lean against the wall to support herself. "No..."
The room showed clear signs of a struggle. A struggle by all of them... The carpet was wet, claw marks were streaked across the walls, there were puddles of red paint everywhere, and the floor was littered with tiny silver needles. They had all been taken.
All of them...
She had to save them. Get them away. Run.
Run...
There was no security in the stairwell. They didn't need any. The door would keep anything and anyone out.
And in...
Except for sound. Sound traveled everywhere, no matter what tried to stifle it. Sound traveled everywhere, beyond sight, beyond scent, beyond touch... Sound... The sound of tortured screams...were bleeding through the cracks, making Circe's hair stand on end.
"GUYS!" She pulled at the door to the forbidden basement. She didn't care who heard her. She wanted to be heard! She wanted the truth to be revealed! She wanted...
She took a step back, opened her mouth...and...
And...
Silence. Nothing was coming. Nothing...
'No!' She tried again, desperately calling for that second set of jaws. The jaws that they had trained her to use! Still, nothing came. No siren call. No sound...
No sound... The screams were gone. Silent.
Silence...
Silence...
…...
"Circe! Circe!" Something was shaking her.
She lashed out at it, heard a gasp of pain, and jumped up, eyes wide. What was...
"Ow..."
"Noah!" Immediately, Circe moved forward and placed a hand on the blonde's cheek. To her horror, his mouth was bleeding. "I'm sorry..." She whispered, reaching up and wiping the blood from his face.
Noah grimaced at her. "Not one for wake up calls, are you?"
As she helped him stop the bleeding, she looked around. She was in her room...her room at Providence... She breathed a sigh. 'These dreams are getting even worse...' Her thoughts trailed back to the contents of her most recent nightmare. They were all the same...all about that time in her life that she yearned to forget... Now, her memories were being laid out in front of her, fresh as a recently killed piece of prey. Faces flashed in front of her. Names... Friends... Enemies... And that school...
That horrible, horrible school...
"You okay, Circe?" Circe blinked as she was brought back to reality by the sound of Noah's voice. Her friend was staring at her, bluish-gray eyes wide with concern, a few small flecks of red around his lips.
She forced a smile. "I'm fine, Noah."
"Okay." He still looked skeptical, but didn't push her. "I'll get Rex and you get Breach. See you on the court in five." With a quick backward glance, Noah walked out of the room.
Circe stared down at her rumpled sheets, quietly repeating the words to herself, hoping that they would become true if spoken enough. "I'm fine..."
Coming soon to Fanfiction: Silence of the Siren, a Cirah story.