Focus, Focus, Focus….. chi ching . The lock opened.
“Quickly, quickly guys get him in”
I locked the door and dragged the bed along the floor. With a swipe of my hand. I looked around the room. Blinded by the sun that seared through the mahogany framed windows. I opened the strong rosewood door of the wardrobe while Alexander and Austin dragged an unconscious Ethan off the bed. We all entered into another world. Full of clothes.
“You can run, but you can’t hide”.
I concentrated hard, trying to drain out the mocking, threatening noises in the background.
“Think of a wall, a strong wall”
I whispered to myself.
Forming a barrier is hard. Really hard. It consists of concentration, knowledge and dedication. But most importantly - intention.
A shield, that’s what a barrier is. Something that protects you from the Denominator world. Denominator. The word itself sends chills down my spine, and makes the hairs of the back of my neck stand up. Their like sponges. They soak up your memories and thoughts, just like that.
Alexander and Austin look at me reassuring as we hear footsteps around the room. Each one labelling my death. Austin reaches for my hands, they were drenched in sweat, all sticky with fear. I held onto his hands hard until my knuckles turned white.
“Sir Check in here”
The voice directed towards us. I closed my eyes tight and lost all hope as I felt light ripping into my eyes.
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