Capítulo 22: ALICE THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS
Alice so far has been having a typical day, as she goes to school, bending in with the normal people of the small town of forks. But the difference between this day and the last, was Blood.
The rich sweet smell of blood has been trailing throughout the school, and she can smell it all. That was the difference between her and the normal humans, was blood.
But when Alice met the young man named Aiden, she felt something in her change. His smell was somewhat intoxicating to her and her family members, as she had enough control to fight it, but at times she felt like it was waning, and somewhat familiar.
As if the scent had many layers, it resembles something of a sultry chocolate, that melts in your mouth at first touch, or a sweet red wine, that nourishes your very body.
This caused her throat to get a little dry, and nasty and unthinkable thoughts to arise. As she wanted to drink it all until it was all gone.
But those dark thoughts went away, as she saw the picture Aiden drew of Rosalie. Her sister's beauty was on full display, as he took in every detail.
Capturing what he saw in the moment, making her excited, not only for her but for her sister, wondering if this will get her out of her bad attitude.
But this was not the only other secret she held as she was not any typical person either. She could perceive the calculation of future events.
This precognition ability, by receiving visions of the future, sometimes at will. She could be able to see events that will happen sometime in the future.
At first, she couldn't control what was happening, but through practice she was able to use it to keep tabs on an object's decisions by merely focusing on it.
As if a threat ends up attacking her or her family, she can be able to anticipate their attack and turn it against them.
As she started to slip into one, like sliding into the cold grasp of an icy tundra, as she slipped into the water grasp of the ocean below. No sound could be heard, just continuous falling into darkness.
At the end, like a dream, a room appeared, as the sound of clanging and creaking came from everywhere. It was cold. As a spark of light, lit the room up revealing a large fish locker.
Large frozen slabs of fish hung from hooks, swinging from side to side, causing the creaking sound.
She walked closer and she could see a young man with his head down, the darkness causing no features to be seen at this time.
He was seated on a wood chair, his arms were bound behind his chair, not letting him be able to move or use them in any kind of way.
His legs bound also to the legs of the chair, not letting him to be able to kick or move them as well. Swinging all around him from large hooks was fish as big as a scooter, frozen for later use.
Two burly men in masks were taking turns hitting the young man, with their fist and with sticks and other tools as the young man sat and said nothing. They even dump warm water on him, making the aftershock more intense.
His body looked like they had been at it for hours, interrogating the young man as well trying to find what they were looking for. But the young man said nothing.
The two men soon got tired and walked out without saying anything. They are apparently at a loss for what is happening. As their demeanor changed when exiting.
He pushed his battered and bruised head up from hanging low. To reveal it was Aiden all along. He looked up to the ceiling. Breathing heavily, he slowly tried to find an opening, or some way to get free, but nothing seemed to work.
Alice just watched as he struggled to find something, as she did the same for herself, on instinct trying to help the person. But she couldn't, as she was only here for the ride.
She felt a pulling sensation, getting stronger the more she resisted, as she was coming to the end of the vision. As she walked back from the scene, come back to reality.
She found Aiden the person from the vision right in front of her, totally fine and unharmed. But the scene from the visions got her seeing double, as she started to panic.
"I'm sorry, I have to go?" she said, leaving in a hurry, as she grabbed her stuff and left without any more words. Leaving the drawing behind. Alice so far has been having a typical day, as she goes to school, bending in with the normal people of the small town of forks. But the difference between this day and the last, was Blood.
The rich sweet smell of blood has been trailing throughout the school, and she can smell it all. That was the difference between her and the normal humans, was blood.
But when Alice met the young man named Aiden, she felt something in her change. His smell was somewhat intoxicating to her and her family members, as she had enough control to fight it, but at times she felt like it was waning, and somewhat familiar.
As if the scent had many layers, it resembles something of a sultry chocolate, that melts in your mouth at first touch, or a sweet red wine, that nourishes your very body.
This caused her throat to get a little dry, and nasty and unthinkable thoughts to arise. As she wanted to drink it all until it was all gone.
But those dark thoughts went away, as she saw the picture Aiden drew of Rosalie. Her sister's beauty was on full display, as he took in every detail.
Capturing what he saw in the moment, making her excited, not only for her but for her sister, wondering if this will get her out of her bad attitude.
But this was not the only other secret she held as she was not any typical person either. She could perceive the calculation of future events.
This precognition ability, by receiving visions of the future, sometimes at will. She could be able to see events that will happen sometime in the future.
At first she couldn't control what was happening, but through practice she was able to use it to keep tabs on an object's decisions by merely focusing on it.
As if a threat ends up attacking her or her family, she can be able to anticipate their attack and turn it against them.
As she started to slip into one, like sliding into the cold grasp of an icy tundra, as she slipped into the water grasp of the ocean below. No sound could be heard, just continuous falling into darkness.
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