The sensation was different this time. Instead of feeling like I was falling backward through the floor, it felt like I was being sucked through a black hole. It was a tug that seemed to emanate from my chest and pulled me forward violently through space and time. It felt similar to the way the tide seemed to pull at me when Tyler and I stood on the shore, allowing the waves to ebb and flow over our feet, only about a million times more powerful.Suddenly, I found myself in what appeared to be Ryder's bedroom, but the vision was blurry this time, not clear like the others had been. Ryder stood at my side, his image the only thing that was clear and crisp as his hand clutched mine while his chest heaved slightly. Clearly the slip had taken a physical toll on him too."Why's it so blurry?" he asked, looking around the room with confusion.It was kind of like everything was covered by a veil of some sort, or there was a weird layer of frosted glass that separated us from our surroundings
"I think I... I think I'm going to lie down for a bit," I said, still feeling the aftereffects of the vision.I needed to put some distance between myself and Ryder. Everything was happening so fast, and I wasn't ready for it. I still needed time to process. I wasn't even sure that things between him and me could ever be the same again, but to be thrown into situation after situation where it felt like everything was okay, but I knew it wasn't, was confusing and disorienting.Ryder took the hint and said, "I've got work to do anyway, but call me if you need anything."He headed back to his studio, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Once he was gone, I groaned and knocked my head against the bathroom wall behind me. I felt so torn and confused.It was one thing when the visions were of memories, but visions of the future were something else entirely. It gave me that weird uncanny feeling, like I was seeing something I wasn't supposed to.Still, I wasn't sure why this was happening. I s
Tyler and I headed to the kitchen to make dinner. He asked me what I felt like eating and I shrugged. "Anything, I'm starving," I admitted. "I nearly lost my breakfast after the earlier visions and felt so nauseous afterward that I skipped lunch."Tyler nodded and gave me a pitiful look. "Okay, let's make something quick and easy so that we can get you fed and then we can get started on our research."I agreed, eager to find answers, but also to eat.We settled on a quick and easy mac and cheese made from a box. It wasn't the most wholesome meal, but it checked all the boxes.Tyler was stirring a pot on the stove when I leaned against the counter beside him and asked, "So, let's think about this... What do we know so far?"Tyler began, "Well, I guess we know that the visions seem to include at least one of the people involved, so it would appear that it's, like, projecting the memories of one of the participants at any given time."I nodded in agreement. "Except for when they aren't me
Tyler shook his head. "I wanna do some research on the internet first, see if we can find anything else there before we take on another practical experiment," he explained.I shrugged, figuring that wasn't the worst idea. "Suppose that's fair," I agreed.I wasn't ready to chance another vision like the one Ryder and I had shared, and I also wasn't particularly keen to watch Ryder and Tyler staring into one another's eyes for hours waiting for something to happen. A bit of research sounded like a far more productive option."Well, in that case, I'm gonna leave you guys to it," Ryder announced, standing up and collecting our empty plates. "Can't say I've ever been any good at that type of stuff. I've got some work to finish anyway, but let me know if there's anything I can do to help," he finished loading the plates dishwasher.After Ryder had vacated the room, I turned to look at Tyler. He was taking a sip of his drink with that same sour expression on his face that I had seen earlier.
The next day, Tyler had classes even though it was a Saturday, but fortunately, he would be finishing reasonably early. I kissed him goodbye and then headed to the kitchen in search of coffee.As I sat at the kitchen island, sipping on my coffee and scrolling through my phone, Ryder wandered in, half asleep. We greeted each other, both sounding tired and groggy as Ryder began to make himself a cup of coffee.He took a seat beside me and asked, "Did you guys find anything last night?"I shook my head. "Not really. We found some stuff, but nothing that seemed to link to our specific experiences."I went on to explain the findings about shared consciousness and possible future visions, though none of it gave us the concrete answers we were searching for.Ryder nodded thoughtfully, taking a sip of his coffee. "Do you want to try again?" he asked after a moment of silence.I hesitated, feeling the weight of our previous attempt. But considering there were no other avenues of theoretical re
"What do you mean? How do you know?" Ryder asked, his voice laced with excitement and concern all at once."I... I think it's me. It's me causing the visions. I don't know how, but I think it's me," I replied in disbelief.The truth was that I had been thinking about how I wished things between Ryder and I could just go back to the way they were. The way they had been before all the arguments. Before all the fights. The fact that the vision was about a memory I cherished from that time made me feel like I must have had something to do with it.Ryder's eyes widened and a smile tugged at his lips. "So, how did you do it?""I don't know," I admitted, shaking my head as I still tried to come to terms with the realization. "It just happened."Confusion and anxiety swept through me as I tried to wrap my head around it.I was still trying to explain it all away, my brain still coming up with reasons and excuses as to why it couldn't be me, and if it was, how it was just a once-off fluke. At
We ended up in a pitch-black room and I tried to make sense of whether this was our final destination or was I still being ripped through time and space.The sound of soft whimpering indicated that it was likely we had arrived wherever it was that we were going, but it did nothing to put my worries to rest. It sounded like someone was crying into a pillow and the whole situation made me feel uneasy and sad.The area we found ourselves in was so dark that the only way I knew that Ryder was with me was the feel of his hand in mine."Do you know where we are?" he whispered, clearly as disoriented and confused as I was.I whispered back, "I don't know," shaking my head as I looked around, trying to see if anything was familiar, but it was too dark to tell.Suddenly, we heard loud footsteps approaching from behind us, like some very large person was stomping up a flight of stairs with purpose and determination.The whimpering stopped immediately, and I heard a strangely familiar female voi
(Ryder's POV)Staying by Kate’s side, I watched her battle the internal demons conjured up by the vision. Her eyes were blank, staring into the abyss as if searching for answers in the emptiness.I tried to comfort her, my words echoing in the quiet room, but it was as if she couldn’t hear me. She was trapped there, still in the vision, replaying it over and over in her mind.“It wasn’t real, Kate,” I whispered, trying to reassure her. I hoped my words would get through to her, but so far, she barely acknowledged my presence aside from the fact that her hand was gripping mine tightly. “It was just a vision. It doesn’t have to mean anything,” I went on, desperate to soothe her and pull her back from the edge.She remained silent, her face pale and her hand trembling slightly in mine. I wasn’t sure whether she believed me or if she was too lost in her own fears to respond or maybe she wasn't even hearing me at all. I felt helpless, unsure of how to reach her. The only thing I could do