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I knew I had to leave, I had to find my identity, but I couldn't. I couldn't leave Klari, not after what she told me. How long has she been stuck here. How many times has she looked out at the land beyond the slums and wondered what it's like out there. Has she spent her whole life trapped in here? But then... how'd she get the phone, and the TV? This place just doesn't make any sense. But the TV was on. I was in good company. I decided to silence the irritating voices in my head and relax. Besides I had to repay Klari for the clothes, and maybe keeping her company for a bit was the payment she was looking for.
"Can I use your bathroom again?"
"you've just been!"
"Look i didn’t really get a chance with you barging in.”
“You where ages! How did you not get a chance?”
“well.. I need to go again!" I slowly got up and headed towards the bathroom "see just like a married couple!"
"married couple..? More like Old married couple with your bladder, or... whatever! Oh fetch a couple of beers from the fridge while you're up, I'm sure my dad won't mind... I hope."
So I stayed for an hour or two, just watching crappy TV and drinking beer with Klari. It was nice. I know that's a pretty soft word, but that's the point. It was just, really nice. Klari remained cheeky and devious, constantly trying to trick me, but I suppose I liked that... if anything it kept me alert. Strange to think that at the time, she was the only person in the world that I knew. Then again... there was Bachi.
It was coming up to half five. And Klari was fast asleep. I didn't want to leave her, but... well to be honest I really shouldn't have stayed. I shouldn't have played her game, shouldn't have gotten involved. I still don't know why I kissed her. A second ago I was in love. Now I was thinking this? Shouldn't have kissed her?! My mind as changeable and erratic as the weather. Mind divided, voices at war 'What am I doing? what the hell am I going to do? I can't just leave! or can I? I'm sure she would understand. I need to get home! but what about her. She's all alone, She needs you!'
I got up, gently lifting Klari off me and laying her down on the sofa, making sure she didn't wake. I managed to scavenge a large pin from the floor, to act as another button for the trousers. I really didn't want to leave, but... I suppose I had to. The door was locked, and I wasn't too sure where Klari put the keys. So I left by the open window, closing it behind me to keep out the evening air slowly decreasing in temperature.
On the roof, my mind cried for me to return to her, but also for the police station. I had to get the tag checked. The voices still kept on whining. "Shut up!" I ended up whispering to myself. But it didn't work. The thoughts still clogged up my mind.
It was peaceful on the roof top, unusually quiet. But in my mind was a motorway of rushing thoughts. "What am I doing here? How did I get here? What do I do? What do I do Now? Why me? How'd I get in this situation? What did I do? How do I get out? You're going to get yourself killed! No one will find you! You're lost! No one will help you! Everyone's hostile! They will kill you! Lost! Scared! Alone! ALONE FOREVER!" What was going on? What the hell brought on this wave of negativity? I've never felt like that before. Never that bad. It was like another switch in my mind. A sudden shock of needless despair. And there it was. A clap of thunder.
The tremors in the ground brought no chaos. Life remain silent atop the roofs. No sounds of surprise or panic. No one but myself to gaze in awe at the beautiful dark ominous shadings in the sky slowly rolling across the great blue dome above. The grey beast opening its jaws to eat the sky whole. Clouds like mountains made of steam. Now there's something familiar. More familiar words. The wind began to pickup with the electrical disturbance in the air. Then I thought. Why are these rooftops empty? Azikai are climbers at heart and would probably like mucking about on rooftops like this. Plus with our somewhat rebellious nature it wouldn't matter if we were allowed to or not. Where were they all. The streets aswell, so quiet... That storm. There's something not right about it.
At first I thought I might get a free shower. But it didn't feel right. The clouds where abnormally artistic. Like a dreary post apocalypse painted sky. It almost looked like it would hurt. The sun was still shining to the left of the storm. However, fairly close to its border. Soon to be blocked out. The storm was many miles away but the world beneath the clouds was black. Not grey and dismal, but actually pitch black. The lightning... well... All of a sudden it hammered down in the distant blackness just about three times every second. Constant flashing. Constant lighting ticking the ground below. Every second! That's just not possible! I knew the sound was coming, and couldn't begin to imagine how loud it would be. The sun dimmed as the edge of the storm block out its light. An eerie shade fell upon the land. There was another disturbance in the air. A kind of displacement. A mass pulse wave. A wave of sound. The sound of endless thunder ripping through the air. A thousand bolts at once. A force tearing through the buildings, rapidly approaching. I couldn't Run, there was no way I could out run that. It travelled miles within a split second. It was only a few houses away before my vision faded, and my body went limp. I blacked out.
As my senses faded, the last thing I remembered was falling. Silently blasted off the edge of the house. My dark fading vision taking in the last blurred sight of bricks and dust being swept from under my feet.