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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 5:33 pm
Alex took one look around and smirked. Yes, this was a good way for the nursery to be. He liked this. He sat next to Michael and took his hand, closing his eyes. "What am I looking for?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 5:42 pm
"Whatever you want to know," Michael said, smiling back at Alex. He thought the boy might enjoy everything being out of place. It also gave them a good, open space to connect in. "Act like you're having a dream, and you just have to think to know it." He closed his eyes. Leading by example was best.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 5:51 pm
Alex thought. What did he want to know? He was quiet for a moment, then opened his eyes. "Your favorite color is blue?" he asked. "Mine is green."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 5:58 pm
Michael nodded. "Good, good! See? It feels like a guess, doesn't it?" He never really knew what he knew, he just thought it.
"You were named after your father? That's nice. I was named after my grandfather."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:14 pm
"Yes," Alex was starting to get suspicious. Michael knew a lot, and was it really just from guessing? "Your favorite game... Its checkers?" He asked. "Your turn again."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:25 pm
"Very good, very good." Michael concentrated and went searching. "Your father was a teacher. I can see the schoolhouse. Your mother was a nurse. She helped people, hm?"
He blocked any further information from Alexander.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:31 pm
Alexander was definitely upset by this point. The light overhead began to flicker and a few of the electronic toys began to give off a high pitched, irritating screech. "Why can't I guess anymore?!" he demanded. "Why do you know so much? You're not guessing! You're cheating!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:43 pm
Michael opened his eyes and smiled. He wasn't one to be afraid of his kin.
"Well you weren't guessing either, were you? You just knew," he said, "and I'm afraid I may have played this game a few more times than you." He removed his hands from Alex's. "I also know your mother's name was Alana, and you had a brown tabby named Chester." He paused.
"Do you maybe believe that I know where your mother is now?" His voice was soft, and he leaned his head inward.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:48 pm
One of the electric sockets sparked. The lights flickered more wildly. One of the wooden wall art pictures fell to the floor with a clatter. "I know where she is too," Alex said, and he stood. "I know where she is! She's dead!" He went over to the crib and kicked it. "And I can't find Chester or Papa but he was here after Momma left..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:53 pm
Michael was again unfazed.
"Chester and Papa are where Momma is too. I promise you." He moved to a crouch, but didn't raise any higher. Ghosts were like people. They were threatened by those larger than them. "Try to calm down. I'm the only one like you, you know. At least I am here. I know how hard it can be when you get angry."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 7:05 pm
"So...they're all dead?" Alex trembled. He threw himself to the carpeted floor. He laid there, face turned away from Michael. "Go away," he said. "I don't want you here."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 7:08 pm
Michael's brow furrowed. Now was not the moment to remind him of the fire. They'd get to that at some point. A sentient entity was a lot easier to work with than a psychotic one. Still, even the best case took days at least. Alexander was doing much better than some others.
"I don't want you to have to suffer alone. You've done it for so long."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 7:16 pm
Alex sniffed and stifled a sob. He slowly sat up and latched onto Michael. He clung to the older ghost and cried. "Can you help me bring them back?" he asked. The one guy... He'd said they wouldn't leave until he'd found his mother.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 7:19 pm
"No, we can't bring them back here, not like that," Michael said, stroking the boy's hair. "I can bring you to them if you'd like." As if it was ever that easy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2016 7:29 pm
As tempting as that sounded, Alex shook his head. No, he wanted to grow up! To do all sorts of stuff. "I don't want to die," he said, then, his grip on Michael tightening. "Everyone's been gone. But I didn't go... You really can't bring them back?"
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