Restoration
You'd left home only a week prior, hastily throwing essentials into a backpack and evacuating. But the one thing you didn't think to pack, water, likely the most important thing, somehow, forgotten. "im going to fucking die out here, alone and helpless" Your thoughts spilling out of your mouth. Rolling your eyes and looking ahead. Nothing but the horizon, no animals, or other crilxoid, no plants, and most regrettably, no water Just sand and the occasional trashy shelter.
Chapter 4
As you drift off into the dream world, you see what you haven't seen...or even thought of, in ages. Your parents, who had passed in a sickening accident while you were young. You try to run toward them, arms open, but you seem to be frozen in place. You could see both of your parents staring at you with disapproving eyes, they seem to be speaking, faintly you hear the words:
"no child of mine."
Repeating, over, and over again. Being unable to run, you sit, holding your head. You can feel your eyes welling up with tears. You may have done some unspeakable things, but... these aren't your parents, right? They can't be! They'd never say anything like that, they still love you! ....Right?... Your head is heavy, full of all these horrible, horrible thoughts. You manage to lift your head and look back up, your parents, still standing there, still repeating those same four words, this time in a hiss rather than a low whisper. Those filthy words fill your mind, and you have a glimpse at what your parents' life may have been like if you'd never existed, they would have still been alive if you had never existed. The tears previously welling up in your eyes finally begin to roll down your face. Breaking into a quiet sob, you lean back down and curl into a ball. 'wake up' you think to yourself as you feel your eyelids getting heavier by the second
"wake...up" you mutter, unable to comprehend what the words mean, just for a moment, until you're woken up with a jolt.
[4:43 A.M]
"Wake up!" You hear a familiar voice shout, the voice almost sounds...fearful. You quickly look around, Axon and Aeryn sitting on both sides of you, concern lacing their faces, or, what you can see of their faces, it's now dark in the messy hut.
"You were passed out for nearly fourteen hours... It's almost five in the morning.." Aeryn mumbles, worry audible in her voice. "We almost thought you had up and died on us...until you started crying" she continues.
"I... was crying in my sleep?" you question.
"Yes, quite hard as well, you were practically gasping for air, if I may ask, were you dreaming about anything? and if so... what could have made you cry so hard?"
You contemplate whether you should just say "no." and get it over with, but, before you can think, words begin spilling out of your mouth.
"My parents... They passed when I was young. Horrible, unspeakable accident... I must have been having a nightmare, They were standing there, clearly upset with me, I couldn't run toward them, away, or anything, I could only stand and sit. I started thinking about what their life might have been like if I never came along..." You begin to sob, tears rolling down your cheeks once more. "I love them, I miss them, I don't want them to be upset with me... I wish I could do something, anything to make them proud of me. But of course, the world has to end before I get the chance to prove to my poor mama and papa that I'm not a disgrace! I'm not! I'm not...."