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Baetool and Scout part 2
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Oct 20, 2016 01:33PM
Elian blinked, "me?" He asked.
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He nodded. "You have this certain connection with her that is supernatural. I don't know why or how, but we could use it to our advantage. My wife and I will help you of course. And if you need it, my wife will go in and help. But..." he trailed off. He was thinking about her baby.
Emily stayed quiet next to him, letting him do the explanation part.Elian blinked, "what do I do?" He asked.
"You sleep." He gestured to the couch. "Natalia will also be in a sleep like state sitting in the chair facing the couch."
"I'll coax you into a lucid sort of state. You'll know you're dreaming so it'll be easier for you to get Natalia. However, she might not know she's dreaming."
"Find Natalia. Get her as close to the starting point as you can. The closer she is the better we can get in there and help"
"Whenever you're ready Natalia, sit down in the chair, and you Elian, lay on the couch," Ramsay said
Elian nodded.Emily, as if having read his mind, said, "Emily and Ramsay.... maybe knowing our names'll help you relax," she offered.
Natalia sat down, nodding at him. "Okay Natalia; hold the arm rests of the chairs and sit up straight." She did as she was told. "Elian, lay on your back and and hold your hands and arms flat at your sides."
"So Elian, i need to relax. Close your eyes but be cautious of what's around you. Natalia needs to sleep first." He said.
"Natalia," Ramsay approached her and touched her forehead. He said spell under his breath and she slouched over, asleep.
"I'm going to count down from ten. When I say zero, you'll fall asleep; ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one..
Ramsay made sure he was guided into Natalia's brain. It was dark and cold in there. The scene played out was the stage she performed on.
Elian looked around the stage when he got there. "Nat?" He hissed because it was pretty dark. He started to cautiously step over. "Nat!" He called.
Elian looked around, confused. No one as there, not people who could applaud nor was Natalie there so he'd hear her giggle. He wasn't sure, was he in her dream?
Elian looked up, "Nat?" He called again, quickly starting to cross the space towards where he thought he heard her voice. "Nat? Where are you?" He asked.
He saw her, in her costume and slowed. "Nat?" He asked, at the steps up the stage. "Natalia, baby, come on." He said.
"We gotta g..." he trailed off. "Natalia?" He asked, stepping back down the steps. "Nat... is that you?"
"Natalia is dead." She whispered. "DEAD!" She screamed into his face then disappeared. Everything went black, then reappeared. Now, he was in an abandoned warehouse.
In the warehouse, there was random bodies everywhere, some asleep and some jittering. It was a crack house.
Elian's eyes widened, "fuck." He whispered, immediately wanting out. He couldn't be here. He didn't want to be tempted. He immediately started walking to the door but it wouldn't open for him.
Elian froze when he heard her name. He took a deep breath and looked over curiously. He hoped he'd find her there and so he started to walk off in the direction, avoiding touching the bodies of people in case they woke up.


