Ninth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[He awoke in a bed.  That was strange.  He had gone to sleep on a chair, having successfully made it around the neighborhood to visit anyone who was ailing.  The Netherlands hadn't yet returned when he'd snuck back into the house, pretending as if he had never left in the first place. What was even stranger was that he was apparently in his pajamas and . . . looking out the window . . . There was no haze.  There was no rubble.  There were no hazmat men.  There were no corpses.

 . . .

He slowly walks downstairs as if in a trance and sees the familiar sight of his kitchen.  Tears immediately coming to his eyes, the boy rushes to the telephone.]

Hello?!  Is this Mayfield?  Am I . . . Am I back?!   Did we win?  Did . . . Did we all make it?  Is everyone.  Is everyone OK?  Mr. Netherlands?  Mr. Netherlands, did we beat them?

Is this real . . . ?  If this is really Mayfield, someone please answer me.  There were so many things we found in Westport.  And last night -- Last night, that voice.  Richard Grey's last message.  You all heard it too, right?

EDIT:
Kay's right.
We all found clues over there that everyone should see.  I have a copy of the note that Kay and I found in the library and the one that Miss Alice and I found in the car.  If anyone wants to come see them, that's fine.  We should all get together sometime soon.

Comments

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . I think it was playing dead. You're supposed to lie on the ground and not move, which would make it a bit hard to get through a bear cave.

[sailor-starfish.livejournal.com]

Which is why he said to be live a Zombie. Fuuko can play dead, and move, at the same time.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . I. I think there's something wrong with that logic. But I'm too tired to figure out what.

[sailor-starfish.livejournal.com]

But you just woke up, why would you still be tired?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I didn't sleep very well last night. The starfish were, um. Too playful.