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=| T.Y.M.E. - Twisted Young MInds Expand | #50 by vYrus | 5/31/95 |=
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Sat and Watched
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Staring into the moniter, dead-eyed, he sat and watched.
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Sat and watched.
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Sat and watched.
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The reforming colors were dazzling, pinks and purples and red and blues.
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They swirled madly in a rush of sight and little sound. The sounds... Gods,
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the sounds.
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They were calming sounds. Sounds of the ocean waves lapping at the shore.
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The sounds of your significant other breathing in your ear. The sound of
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a purring kitten.
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Chad stared in wonder as these images and sounds formed and reformed.
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Sat and watched.
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Sat and watched.
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This phrase, "sat and watched" was drilling into his brain. He didn't
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know why, but he didn't care. He didn't want to disturb the magnificent
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display on his moniter.
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A loud knock at the door caught his attention, and his computer went
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blank. Disappointed, he yelled "WHAT!" through the thin walls. It was his
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mother telling him to go to bed.
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Chad looked at the clock and sighed. 11:30pm. Damn. He would have to wait
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until tomorrow to see the images again.
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Sat and watched.
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That phrase plagued his dreams. He couldn't figure out why.
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The next day, he got up and went to school. Everything seemed normal.
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* * * * *
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Sat and watched.
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Chad shook his head, as if to shake the offending words from his mind.
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They were really getting on his nerves. During English class, his teacher
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asked him to repeat one of Shakespeare's famous quotes.
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"Sat and watched," he answered, immediatly regretting his words. Thus
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followed a long discussion about paying attention in class, blah dee blah.
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During lunch, his girlfriend and a few more of her friends, plus HIS
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friends all asked if he wanted to go camping this weekend. Giggles. Laughs.
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"Sat and watched," he answered helplessly.
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They all looked at him as if he was crazy. Then they left. Only his girl-
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friend remained.
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"Are you okay?" she asked him, concerned.
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He turned his tired gaze towards her, and she gasped. He was not looking
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well at all. His eyes were a clouded, milky white. She waved her hand
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slowly before his eyes, elicting no response.
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She took him by the hand and started walking him towards the restrooms.
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"Chad? Chad? Are you all right?"
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Against her better judgement, she walked into the men's restroom with him
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to help him splash some water on his face.
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No response.
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Well...
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Chad turned to her, his eye now bloodshot and tired-looking. He knelt down,
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fiddled with his shoe for a minute, and straightened back up with a large
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knife in his hand.
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Her eyes grew wide. "C-c-chad.." she tried to say, stumbling over her
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words, "Please don't hurt me."
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He advanced towards her, brandishing the weapon menacingly.
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A few minutes later, the knife unforgotten on the floor, Chad sat down
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on his heels. And watched her die.
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Sat and watched.
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Sat and watched.
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Satisfied, he left the restroom, forgetting the knife, and his girlfriend.
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As if they had never existed.
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Later that day, as he got home from school and was staring intently at
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the incredible imagery on his computer, his mother knocked again.
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"DINNERTIME!" she yelled with her throaty voice.
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Living with his mother and little brother was no easy task. In an
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apartment of all places. He considered it his own personal hell.
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He walked out of the room, flipping the light switch. The colors ceased.
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Roughly ten minutes later, his mother was laying in a pool of her own
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blood, coughing wetly, clutching the fork stuck in her throat.
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And Chad watched her die.
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Sat and watched.
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Sat and watched.
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Chad re-awoke from his mindless stupor. He blinked. He screamed.
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His little brother came pounding into the kitchen, and stopped with a
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short cry of surprise. He had felt Chad's computer beckon him, persue
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him. His eyes narrowed.
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Scant minutes later, Chad was next to his mother on the floor, lying
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next to the toppled refridgerator, every bone in both legs broken, bleeding
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profusely.
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And his little brother sat there.
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And watched him die.
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Sat and watched.
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Sat and watched...
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-vYrus [TYME] '95
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**Note**
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Hope you enjoyed it. Give me some feedback. Or write something for TYME.
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We are always looking for new writers. This file written in class. =]
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