Part XI:A loud, pitched noise sounded ( Read more... )

Part X:Reese knew this was a dream. She felt like she had been here before. But, she wasn't sure where this was. Nor, how knew that she was dreaming. Only somehow... somehow she just did; she just knew she was sleeping. Dreaming ( Read more... )

Part IX:

Niki rolled her neck. "My mind is numb... so numb..." She looked down at the textbook on her lap. Art History. 'Interestingly, in the mixed religious context of Dura Europos, a number of the chosen images--for instance the contest between Elijah and the prophets of Baal or the episode when the Ark of the Covenant caused the collapse of ( Read more... )

Part VIII:Ethan was frowning into another book. Hour after hour was spent in this exact spot. Deep in the stacks of the library, at a rosewood table by the stained glass window. The window was in deep need of a cleaning. If the sun ever managed to shine strong enough that it broke the layers of dust, it cast dark colors dancing across the table. It ( Read more... )

Part VII:The classroom was silent among the students. Silent amongst the students, but for a slight tapping from the 11th row. Alethea habitually tapped her pencil. It was a bad habit, and she tried to do it quietly... but somehow, that never seemed to go right. She couldn't help it. She was bored ( Read more... )

Part VI:Nikole came downstairs, stretching and yawning like a cat. She was dressed in her typical baggy dark pants and a white t-shirt. Her pants today made a cloth against cloth sound when she walked. Ethan looked up from the newspaper when he heard her approach ( Read more... )

Part V:Impatiently, the blonde woman tapped a thick, carefully painted, red nail on her desk. Her pulse was steady; not giving away the impatience bubbling dangerously close to the surface. Instead she used that frustration to instill a powerful sense of control over those present. Fear was a miraculous tool. The four men before her sweated under ( Read more... )

Part IV:

"...Reese? Reese." Alethea's voice crawled its way under Reese's sleep-induced coma and began to kick her back into reality. "Reese. Love, wake up."

"Mmm." Reese rolled over on her bed. She had just dropped there to plan where all of her posters would be meticulously placed.... Her neck ached deeply. "How... long have I been..." A yawn ( Read more... )

Part III:It was a dream ( Read more... )

Part II:"Here. We get off here!" Reese pointed out the metro window. Outside, the streaked city flickered like poor animation; the monorail was slowing down. "Alpha Mu Nu." The air pressure loosened in the car. "How come all of the campus stops are labeled in Greek letters ( Read more... )