Remember the future part 9 Don't go towards the light

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When we last left off "Remember the future" Warren found a tracker on the back of his car, Devin ripped off his bumper, Seth and Noah were being chased by the crazy soldiers, you managed you get them into jail but you found a jacket and discovered they work for N.E.O.N, you try to figure it out but you don't succeed. Later, you and Warren try to talk out issues, later on you realize the Caramel scented key is missing and you panic!!! WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN THIS TIME? Find out in "Remember the future part 9 Don't go towards the light"

Now before we dive into the story, I want to apologize for posting this so late. I had some serious writers block for this one, but now that I've gotten over it I'm back in business and we're back to explosions and endless questions that seem to clutter up the comments page... well whatever. Let's get back to the action!!!

Created by: Missy Prissy Cat

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  1. Sleep… you suddenly start to panic. What if there’s another scary dream again? Another horrifying nightmare with death at every turn? Then you try to relax, try to get your mind off of the possible terrors that could happen. You place your hand over your key… wait a second… Your eyes widen in horror and you feel the searing heat of panic crawl along your back. You look down, and the neon lights from outside illuminate the worst horror that you could possibly imagine. The Caramel Scented Key… is gone.
  2. You frantically look around in the car for it, under chairs, behind pillows, everywhere but you can’t find it. “Did you lose something ______?” Warren asks. “YES! The key is missing” you say panicked. “What key?” he asks. “The one that has a certain smell to each person and I got mysteriously from a drawer” you explain. “Oh right, the coconut scented key.” “It’s caramel” you interrupt. “Whatever it is, we can look for it in the morning. I’m sure it’s lying around in here somewhere” he says casually. “No Warren you don’t understand, I can’t go to sleep without it! Every time I go to sleep I go through a scary dream and the key somehow makes everything better. One time it even saved me from drowning!” you explain. Warren blinks in silence, uncertain of what he should say. You sigh “fine, I’ll find it myself” you say. “No, if it means that much to you I’ll help. But you might want to wake up the sleeping beauties” he says pointing at Carol and Devin. You jolt Carol awake and Warren hits Devin over the head with a pillow. “Why do you hate me?” Carol mumbles as she wakes up. “I need help finding my key” you say to her. Suddenly she’s wide awake, “You mean the cherry scented one?” she asks. You nod and she’s in full-fledged finding mode. You help her and Devin and Warren rummage through the trunk.
  3. After a while, you see Noah and Seth park beside you all. “What’s going on? Did someone lose a contact?” Noah asks. “No, ______ lost her key” Devin explains. “We’ll help you luv” Seth says in his British accent grabbing a flashlight from his car. “Yes, we’ll help you. We can’t abandon you in your time of need” Noah adds.
  4. After looking around for an hour you all take a break. “I don’t think we’re going to find it tonight. It could be right in front of our noses and we wouldn’t know because we can barely see anything” Warren says. “Wait, how am I going to sleep though? I keep feeling like something terrible is going to happen. Either to me or you guys” you say practically trembling at the idea of another horrible nightmare. “Well I have an idea; we’ll help you fall asleep tonight. Then we’ll look for the key in the morning” Noah suggests. “Hmm, okay… but how would you guys help me fall asleep?” you ask. “I have my guitar in my car” Seth says sheepishly. “I know a few good stories to tell” Noah says. “I could make you a nice snack” Warren suggests. “I could give you an awesome massage” Devin says wagging his eyebrows. “and I could give you my plushies! I have a whole bunch” Carol says. You start to release your worries and smile, “you guys would do that… for me?” you ask. “HELL YEAH we would” Devin says like it’s obvious. “Shush, it’s one in the morning. Keep it down” Warren scolds Devin. Devin shrugs in reply.
  5. You all go into the motel and everyone pampers you like you’re a queen. Devin carries all the luggage, Seth keeps asking if you’re alright, Noah and Warren both have their eyes glued on you, and Carol is showering you with plushies and teddy bears. You all get to the room and you see the pain spread across Warren’s face. “Uh oh, I hear the neat freak alarm going off” Devin teases. Warren keeps looking at the room and suddenly he’s using his super speed and cleaning the place faster than the Tasmanian devil. He finishes in less than ten seconds and the place looks virtually dust free. “Oh my god, this place looks SOOO much better!” Carol says amazed. Warren gives a smirk to Devin, “Neat freak alarm?” he asks. “Come on, how could I NOT use that one?” Devin protests. Warren rolls his eyes “Okay, _____ gets the bed, Carol can have the other and we’ll sleep on the floor” Warren instructs. No one argues and you’re all ready for bed. You feel strong hands knead through your nerves; you look to see Devin giving you a shoulder massage. “I like the service here” you joke. “Only the best for the pizza queen” Devin says grinning. You chuckle and his strong heavenly hands continue you to unhinge your nerves. After he’s done you see Warren handing you a plate of mini-pitas with a chocolate milkshake. “Aw, thank you” you say grabbing the plate. “You’re welcome” he says casually. You start eating the snack as Warren and Devin pick a place on the floor to sleep.
  6. Noah comes over to you and sits on your bed. “Are you going to be okay tonight?” he asks with concern. “Yes, thanks for helping me… are you okay?” you ask. “I’m fine, why do you ask?” Noah asks. “Well… I was just scared for you and Seth. It was just… I get worried about you guys” you say. “You don’t have to be, we’re pretty tough” Noah says taking your finished plate and putting it on the dresser. “I know but, I’ve just had nightmares of you guys… dying” you feel your throat swelling up at the memory of their corpses lying around you. “Really? How did we die?” he asks. You explain the dream to him and he nods as if he finds it amazing. Quickly he gets a notepad and writes down everything about the dream. You look at him suspiciously “Noah, why are you writing it down?” you ask. “_____, you’re missing the point. These dreams are far too vivid to be coincidences. Even the scariest dreams fade away from memory with time, but you still remember them as if it’s happening right in front of you. Maybe they’re trying to tell you something” he says. You gulp, “does that mean…” “No, I doubt we’re going to die. Dreams are usually strange metaphors for certain feelings. This dream could be a vision of the past, or even the future! Who knows” Noah says excitedly. You fidget a bit and he sees your discomfort. “Oh I’m sorry… I’ve made you upset” he says sadly. “No it’s not you, I’m just… confused” you say. “It’s going to be okay, I’ll figure them out later. For now, how about I tell you the story of “The Lost Prince”” Noah says. “Sounds cool” you say intrigued.
  7. Noah cleared his throat and began to tell you the story. “Long ago, there was a prince of high birth. He had everything in his kingdom, riches, jewels, and women swooning over him from far and wide. Yet his mother, the queen, always put a tremendous amount of pressure on him. She never scolded him for not being perfect, but she kept going on about how a kingdom needed a strong king of bravery and intelligence. The prince however, had a very low self-esteem and didn’t know if he could handle a kingdom all on his own. He hated being a prince because of the constant reminders of how great his father was and how everyone expected him to be just like him. He was always compared with his father, and every day he kept feeling more and more insecure about himself."
  8. Then, his eighteenth birthday came. That meant he had to pick a wife so he could become king. He was dreading the day, and he didn’t want to marry a stranger. In fact, he didn’t want to marry at all. The only women he knew were his mother and the letters sent from women begging him to marry them (just so they could become queen). He was sent to the main hall and he saw many women, but none interested him. They were all unbelievably gorgeous, but every single lady entering had the gleam of greed in their eyes, which the prince found unbelievably ugly. His mother picked a few she thought would be suitable, and invited the three ladies to dine with them. They all sat around him, smiling politely. He stared at his food the whole time, listening to his mother’s desperate attempts to have a flowing dinner conversation. After the awkward dinner, the ladies left, in which the prince was required to kiss their hand as a sign of courtesy. He did so with as much disgrace he could muster. After they left his mother scolded him for being rude to the guests. He responded with a look of pure concentrated sorrow and walked slowly to his room.
  9. He lied on his bed, thinking of the possibility of marrying one of those fake ladies and becoming the king. He groaned in despair and got out of his bed. He went to get his sword and was about to pierce his heart with a final goodbye to the world… when he heard footsteps in the castle. He opened the door and saw one of the three ladies he was supposed to marry dressed in black stealing their riches. With the sword in his hand he confronted the woman. She pleaded to never steal again, but he hated her so much for not only stealing his riches, but interrupting his death he killed her with a quick slice of his sword. He left the body there and decided to leave a note. He wrote about how he killed her, and how he was running away forever from being king. Most of all, he wrote the angriest message to his mother, about how she almost made him the man he loathed the most. For his father died by his own hand as well, but the royal family covered that up so the public wouldn’t know. He ran away and went to make his own way in life.
  10. He tried to kill himself several times before, but he couldn’t. Then he realized something extraordinary: he was free to be whoever he wanted; there was no one to tell him what he should be. With that thought in mind, he became the man HE wanted to be. He loved life, and he always found the bright side of things. From that day on, he was a changed man. Not because of his mother or because of his past, but because he knew that he was free to be himself instead of trapped in a life he never wanted. He was finally... happy” He finishes his story and you see everyone else listening with awe on their faces. You clap generously and you see everyone else do the same. “Noah that was deep” you say. “Thank you, my grandma told me that one.” He says.
  11. You then see Seth get his guitar and you start clapping excitedly, “YAY Seth’s going to play” you cheer. He smiles a bit and you see his soft cheeks turning redder than tomatoes. He strums a different melody, like a soft lullaby. You close your eyes and feel like you’re floating on a cloud. The music takes you to a safe haven, just for you. The beauty of your sanctuary pulsing in your mind makes you smile. The way he plays, makes you wonder how he fell into the clutches of alcohol in the first place. How such a sweet, caring guy like Seth would ever hurt anyone. Your thoughts mesh into questions and visuals of him, smiling at you and his silent pain in his eyes. You think of how you almost kissed him that night, and how could he ever get the nerve to kiss you again now that you’re on the run. His melody sends a whirlpool of calm, numbing your mind of reason and panic from the nightmares as Seth finishes. No one makes a sound. The song was just too beautiful to break the majestic silence. You fall asleep but you feel Seth hands stroke your hair, you open your eyes and look into his chocolate brown eyes widening in surprise. “Thank you Seth” you whisper. He nods a little and you continue “Sweet dreams” you say brushing some of his black hair out of his shying eyes. “Okay” he mumbles nervously and goes to his spot on the floor. You close your eyes and fall asleep.
  12. (me: for my frequent readers, you know the drill by now. For my new readers, I have an optional song that accompanies this part of the story. Type in "Hurt [Instrumental] christian0220" for a really cool experience) You look up, a grey sky lurks overhead. You curse angrily as you know something horrible is about to happen. You look around and see you are by the destroyed mansion, but there are no corpses from your last dream. “You wish to find the key” a growling voice says to you. You frantically turn around, but you can’t see anyone. “Look up” the voice says again. You see the terrible light, the one that mocked you, the one that laughed in your face, and the one that killed you in your nightmares. “Who are you?” you ask bravely. There’s no answer, you ask again… still no answer. You continue glaring at the light, hoping it would talk again… but it doesn’t say a word. You give up on it and walk away from it. “You wish to find the key” it says again. “Yes, I want to find the key” you say to the light. It doesn’t say anything, you roll your eyes… but then you see it. The Caramel scented key buried with the mansion from your last dream, reflecting the light given off from the voice talking to you. You dig it out and place it around your neck again. “Caramel… how interesting” the light says. Suddenly it disappears and everything around you folds underneath you. You fall down into a dark pit, landing with a tremendous thud.
  13. You cough out the dust swirling around lazily and you look up to see the light once again floating down towards you. “Stop following me!” you scream at it. It doesn’t respond. You hold onto the key and hold it close to the light. “How do you know about the key?” you ask. Still no answer. “ANSWER ME!!!” you demand. The light turns red and you feel the pit heat up like an oven. “I don’t have to answer to ANYONE!!!” the light yells and it pierces your ears like the screams of a little girl. You start to feel really hot, and you can’t stand up. You fall to your knees and look at the glowing red light. You glare at it angrily and grab the key, “I have the key now, you can’t hurt me” you snap back. “I know… that’s why I gave it back to you” it says. “What?” you ask. “I do not want to kill you. I want to help you” it says in a deep but calm voice. “WHAT?” you feel like slapping it, but the heat increases with your anger and you slump on the ground instead.
  14. “I said I want to help you” it repeats angrily. “Well you’re doing a great job of that” you say sarcastically. “Do not talk back to me mortal… you have no idea of what I am capable of” it says. “I have the power of time!” you snap back. You hear it chuckle menacingly “I know that, but you have no power in your subconscious. That is your biggest weakness… you are insecure” It turns white again and floats upwards, “Do not give up little mortal… even if you fall on your face, you are still moving forward” the light floats out of the hole and leaves you all alone in the dark. You stand up, even though the heat is still unbearable. “Hey… wait! You’re trying to help me? HEY LIGHT!” you yell after it. It doesn’t come back. Feel the darkness engulf your sight, you can’t see anything. The heat keeps slowing you down, making it difficult to even stand up. You keep trying to escape but you can’t… you’re trapped, all alone, in the darkness.
  15. (me: you can turn off the music now) You wake up and start to freak out. Everyone turns on the lights and looks at you with concern. “What happened?” “Was it a bad dream?” “Are you alright?” “How many fingers am I holding up?” they all ask you questions frantically. You look down and see the caramel scented key, except it’s scalding hot. You run it over some cold water to cool it down, and you try to figure out what the light was talking about. You get out of the washroom and everyone is worried about you. “What happened in the dream?” Noah asks you. “Shut it Noah, she needs some space” Warren snaps at him. “No… I need to tell him. Honestly, I can’t figure it out myself… but all I know is-“ you take the key off of your neck and you see the confusion spread across everyone’s face. “- this key, can travel into my dreams”
  16. That's the end of part 9. Again I'm sorry about being late but I had some serious writers block for this one. Next one will be out A.S.A.P and I hope you all have a fabulous summer!

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