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A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-24-2011
Part 1
I was standing in a tower, big glass windows on every side of it. It was overlooking a hangar, several
police vessels and a armored transport were parked in the hangar.
I could see a group of police officers talk, though the glass windows didn't let and sound get through.
They seemed to be having fun. One was holding a few small stone like object in his hand, playing with
them for a moment while I could see him laugh. He rolled the stones over the floor. I figured they were
gambling about something. As the stones came to a hold on the floor, I could see their faces change.
One of the men looked quite disappointed. The others were laughing and pointing fingers, patting each
other on the shoulders.
The disappointed officer turned around and looked at a few people, man and women together. They were
sitting on the floor close to the wall of the hangar, all lined up nicely . All of them had their faces turned to
the ground.
As I looked at the scene I saw a young girl walking in, she seemed to recognize the 'disappointed man'.
With her arms open she walked almost running to the man. She hugged him tightly, she seemed happy.
The other men that gambled watched with smirks on their faces, one gestured something with his arm
while he said something. I couldn't hear what though.
The look on the girls face changed immediately. She watched the 'disappointed man' into his eyes, she
looked as if she could start crying at any given moment. The man nodded once at her, as he seemed to
look her straight in the eyes later gave the other police officer a sad nod too. Shortly afterwards he walked
off with the girl, his hand tight around her upper arm. He seemed to whisper in her ear as they walked.
They disappeared in the armored transport.
The other officer walked towards the lined up people near the wall of the hangar, each officer took one
of these people and also brought them into the transport.
I knew this scene all too well. It was where everything began to change. No more life being treated as
a 'queen'. The opposite... Looking at the scene I felt my heart cry.
scene. His hand laid resting on the window. Keeping my own eyes fixed on the transport down in the
hangar, I tried to think of a reply. I only felt anger, but couldn't get it into a reply. I remained quiet.
disappeared in a flash. Soon everything around me disappeared into a bright white light.
police vessels and a armored transport were parked in the hangar.
I could see a group of police officers talk, though the glass windows didn't let and sound get through.
They seemed to be having fun. One was holding a few small stone like object in his hand, playing with
them for a moment while I could see him laugh. He rolled the stones over the floor. I figured they were
gambling about something. As the stones came to a hold on the floor, I could see their faces change.
One of the men looked quite disappointed. The others were laughing and pointing fingers, patting each
other on the shoulders.
The disappointed officer turned around and looked at a few people, man and women together. They were
sitting on the floor close to the wall of the hangar, all lined up nicely . All of them had their faces turned to
the ground.
As I looked at the scene I saw a young girl walking in, she seemed to recognize the 'disappointed man'.
With her arms open she walked almost running to the man. She hugged him tightly, she seemed happy.
The other men that gambled watched with smirks on their faces, one gestured something with his arm
while he said something. I couldn't hear what though.
The look on the girls face changed immediately. She watched the 'disappointed man' into his eyes, she
looked as if she could start crying at any given moment. The man nodded once at her, as he seemed to
look her straight in the eyes later gave the other police officer a sad nod too. Shortly afterwards he walked
off with the girl, his hand tight around her upper arm. He seemed to whisper in her ear as they walked.
They disappeared in the armored transport.
The other officer walked towards the lined up people near the wall of the hangar, each officer took one
of these people and also brought them into the transport.
I knew this scene all too well. It was where everything began to change. No more life being treated as
a 'queen'. The opposite... Looking at the scene I felt my heart cry.
'Think he had a choice?'
A voice out came out of nowhere, a man was standing me standing next to me also looking down at the scene. His hand laid resting on the window. Keeping my own eyes fixed on the transport down in the
hangar, I tried to think of a reply. I only felt anger, but couldn't get it into a reply. I remained quiet.
'You really think he wanted you to get hurt?'
The men said. I knew that voice... I turned around, but before I could see the man next me properly he disappeared in a flash. Soon everything around me disappeared into a bright white light.
A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-24-2011
Part 2
I was in a rush, not really knew why. I was walking with a quick pace through some dark corridors, taking
a few left and rights into some other corridors. It felt like I knew the way and that I knew what was going on.
But how did I get here in the first place?
Walking towards a door opening, the door was slightly opened. I pushed the door open, it slammed into
the wall. Hasty I looked around the room, it appeared to be something more like a office. It was a complete
mess. Papers, books, some broken glasses were littered over the floor. The desk on the end of the room
was pushed over. A big office chair was still standing behind it, its back was turned towards me. I could see
someone's head tilted next to the chair's back.
Making my way through the mess I walked towards the chair, still feeling rushed. As I turned the chair
around, towards me. A pale faced man was sitting in it, he was covered in blood. His eyes still open. I
stepped back in shock. He was dead. something was obviously terribly wrong, who did this and why?
As I stood there I stared at the man.
I did this'¦
a few left and rights into some other corridors. It felt like I knew the way and that I knew what was going on.
But how did I get here in the first place?
Walking towards a door opening, the door was slightly opened. I pushed the door open, it slammed into
the wall. Hasty I looked around the room, it appeared to be something more like a office. It was a complete
mess. Papers, books, some broken glasses were littered over the floor. The desk on the end of the room
was pushed over. A big office chair was still standing behind it, its back was turned towards me. I could see
someone's head tilted next to the chair's back.
Making my way through the mess I walked towards the chair, still feeling rushed. As I turned the chair
around, towards me. A pale faced man was sitting in it, he was covered in blood. His eyes still open. I
stepped back in shock. He was dead. something was obviously terribly wrong, who did this and why?
As I stood there I stared at the man.
I did this'¦
A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-25-2011
Part 3
I woke up again, this time I was sitting in Nick's ship, on the co-pilots seat. He helped me up and brought
me to my Roc. Since we had arrived on Rochester. I was happy to see it. The old thing had never given up
on me, ever. As Nick helped me on in the Roc I went straight to bed. Exhausted by the simple effort of just
moving a bit. Soon I fell asleep again.
I was back in the same office, though the office chair was empty. There were still blood marks on and some
on the desk. Confused as I was by the disappearance of the man, I walked back to the hallway. Following
the signs on the wall that said 'hangars'. After some walking I ended up in the hangar. But where were the
ships'¦
I felt like I lost something, but couldn't really figure out what. I was simply standing there in the middle of
the hallway, it was completely deserted. Where was my ship? I'm sure I had one here. Who took it?
Thinking of ways to find out who took my ship, I figured I would go to security, they would probably have
some camera recordings.
Moments later I was standing in the security room. A wall was filled with screens showing camera images.
Where was the security personnel, I wondered. Where was everybody? I didn't see anyone yet. I stood
there wondering for a while, but couldn't really find a reason why there was no one around. I shook my
head, decided not to search for a answer on that question.
I took place behind one of the computers in the security room. Searching for the camera recordings that
would show my ship. I scrolled over the images lazily. After some searching I found the right camera and
time. There my Roc, it was simply standing where it always stood. Nicely parked in the corner. Speeding
up the recordings to see who took it.
Found it, I slowed down the time as I spotted a person on the recordings. A young women. She seemed to
be in a rush. She walked around my Roc a few times, seeming to inspect it. She looked around the hanger,
no other people were to be seen on the recordings, except for this women. I managed to pause the image
as she looked right into the camera. Zooming into her, her clothes seemed to be'¦ covered in blood? Her
eyes clearly told me she was desperate and perhaps scared too at the same time. I felt worried as I looked
at her, she that looked exactly like me'¦
I speeded the recording up again, it showed that it took her a while to be able to get the Roc opened.
She succeeded into opening it though. Shortly after the Roc engines fired up and it took off, into space.
me to my Roc. Since we had arrived on Rochester. I was happy to see it. The old thing had never given up
on me, ever. As Nick helped me on in the Roc I went straight to bed. Exhausted by the simple effort of just
moving a bit. Soon I fell asleep again.
I was back in the same office, though the office chair was empty. There were still blood marks on and some
on the desk. Confused as I was by the disappearance of the man, I walked back to the hallway. Following
the signs on the wall that said 'hangars'. After some walking I ended up in the hangar. But where were the
ships'¦
I felt like I lost something, but couldn't really figure out what. I was simply standing there in the middle of
the hallway, it was completely deserted. Where was my ship? I'm sure I had one here. Who took it?
Thinking of ways to find out who took my ship, I figured I would go to security, they would probably have
some camera recordings.
Moments later I was standing in the security room. A wall was filled with screens showing camera images.
Where was the security personnel, I wondered. Where was everybody? I didn't see anyone yet. I stood
there wondering for a while, but couldn't really find a reason why there was no one around. I shook my
head, decided not to search for a answer on that question.
I took place behind one of the computers in the security room. Searching for the camera recordings that
would show my ship. I scrolled over the images lazily. After some searching I found the right camera and
time. There my Roc, it was simply standing where it always stood. Nicely parked in the corner. Speeding
up the recordings to see who took it.
Found it, I slowed down the time as I spotted a person on the recordings. A young women. She seemed to
be in a rush. She walked around my Roc a few times, seeming to inspect it. She looked around the hanger,
no other people were to be seen on the recordings, except for this women. I managed to pause the image
as she looked right into the camera. Zooming into her, her clothes seemed to be'¦ covered in blood? Her
eyes clearly told me she was desperate and perhaps scared too at the same time. I felt worried as I looked
at her, she that looked exactly like me'¦
I speeded the recording up again, it showed that it took her a while to be able to get the Roc opened.
She succeeded into opening it though. Shortly after the Roc engines fired up and it took off, into space.
A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-25-2011
Part 4
Standing suddenly on a bridge of a transport ship. The bridge was busy with people, all of them busy with
their assigned tasks. We were part of a convoy of three vessels, we were running through a ice field. In loose
formation the three vessels swiftly moved between the ice rocks. One ship was leading as we were following it,
the second vessel was next to use, barely visible through the fog of the ice cloud.
Suddenly alarms started to run. Everybody sat up straight, going to full alert.
totally by surprise. The second vessel also took a missile, pulling it out of cruise. The ship leading disappeared
in the fog as it continued in its last heading. I walked towards the window to look for something that could've
fired the missile.
It was completely silent on the bridge, everybody waiting for what was about to happen. There, a incoming
transmission. On the main screen a pilot could be seen, the face of the pilot hidden behind a helmet visor.
varied. Some people laughed at it, some people looked concerned of what was going on. I shook my head
shortly and looked outside again. A small faint dot in the distance could be seen. Probably a ship that was
closing it. It seemed to be flying directly towards the second vessel.
I took a closer look, was that my Roc? Before I could make up my mind I saw a full burst of cannon fire fly
towards the second vessel. Followed by a big flash. I stood there watching in disbelief. People on the bridge
realized what was going on, everybody got to work. I didn't really paid attention to what everybody was yelling.
That bomber was making complete mincemeat of the other transport vessel. Our ship got back to power and
we were starting to move again. With my hands on the window and so was my forehead, I stared at the Roc.
It took a final attack run. In the distance I could see a bright flash and explosions, seeing escape pods fly away.
The Roc disappeared into the fog.
I sighed, as the ship I was on started to continue it's journey.
their assigned tasks. We were part of a convoy of three vessels, we were running through a ice field. In loose
formation the three vessels swiftly moved between the ice rocks. One ship was leading as we were following it,
the second vessel was next to use, barely visible through the fog of the ice cloud.
Suddenly alarms started to run. Everybody sat up straight, going to full alert.
'Incoming missile!' Somebody yelled.
Not even two seconds later the engines failed, with a loud bang. People looked at each other being caught totally by surprise. The second vessel also took a missile, pulling it out of cruise. The ship leading disappeared
in the fog as it continued in its last heading. I walked towards the window to look for something that could've
fired the missile.
It was completely silent on the bridge, everybody waiting for what was about to happen. There, a incoming
transmission. On the main screen a pilot could be seen, the face of the pilot hidden behind a helmet visor.
'Let's throw a party, people' A female voice spoke.
The transmission faded away. Everybody looked at each other confused. The reactions of the people were varied. Some people laughed at it, some people looked concerned of what was going on. I shook my head
shortly and looked outside again. A small faint dot in the distance could be seen. Probably a ship that was
closing it. It seemed to be flying directly towards the second vessel.
I took a closer look, was that my Roc? Before I could make up my mind I saw a full burst of cannon fire fly
towards the second vessel. Followed by a big flash. I stood there watching in disbelief. People on the bridge
realized what was going on, everybody got to work. I didn't really paid attention to what everybody was yelling.
That bomber was making complete mincemeat of the other transport vessel. Our ship got back to power and
we were starting to move again. With my hands on the window and so was my forehead, I stared at the Roc.
It took a final attack run. In the distance I could see a bright flash and explosions, seeing escape pods fly away.
The Roc disappeared into the fog.
I sighed, as the ship I was on started to continue it's journey.
A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-26-2011
Part 5
Nick left, it hurts but I think it's the best, for both of us, hoping he won't throw away his life, hoping he will find
something else, something new to live for. It hurts so much, just to see him walk off, not knowing if it was the
last time I would see him. Here I was awake on my bed, weeping, drowning myself in tears. Nick and I just
don't fit is what I kept saying to myself. It just won't work.
Now I'm going back to sleep, laying on a stretcher. Jack next to me, but I couldn't stop thinking about Nicholas.
'Would he try and pick up a life and find something new to live for, or will he put a end to his life?' He wished he
had died in Jake's place, just so that I could still be happy'¦ 'maybe' he added. I closed my eyes falling away
back to sleep'¦
I looked through a window outside, the sky was slightly orange tinted. Sitting behind a office desk. I couldn't
really figure out where I was but I felt comfortable and easy, as if I knew the place.
A sound came from the computer on the desk. Showing that there was one unread message. I turned around
towards the screen, opening the message. It was of someone, I don't know exactly who. I read the message
he wrote to me. It was confusing.
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Morning Annabelle,
How're you doing today? See I heard a few rumors, it seems she's causing more and more trouble
and people are thinking of taking some harsh measures now to 'silence' her.
I'm trying to figure out more about it, trying to get information about this seems to be harder than I
thought. But I'll do my best.
Try not to worry too much, she has been able to take good care of herself as far as I know, she even
managed to hook up with some guy.
When I get more information about what's going on with her I'll contact you straight away.
~Ronaldo
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Annabelle, didn't hear that name in a long time. But who was Ronaldo? It wasn't really hard to figure out
who he was talking about though. He was talking about me.
something else, something new to live for. It hurts so much, just to see him walk off, not knowing if it was the
last time I would see him. Here I was awake on my bed, weeping, drowning myself in tears. Nick and I just
don't fit is what I kept saying to myself. It just won't work.
Now I'm going back to sleep, laying on a stretcher. Jack next to me, but I couldn't stop thinking about Nicholas.
'Would he try and pick up a life and find something new to live for, or will he put a end to his life?' He wished he
had died in Jake's place, just so that I could still be happy'¦ 'maybe' he added. I closed my eyes falling away
back to sleep'¦
I looked through a window outside, the sky was slightly orange tinted. Sitting behind a office desk. I couldn't
really figure out where I was but I felt comfortable and easy, as if I knew the place.
A sound came from the computer on the desk. Showing that there was one unread message. I turned around
towards the screen, opening the message. It was of someone, I don't know exactly who. I read the message
he wrote to me. It was confusing.
════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Morning Annabelle,
How're you doing today? See I heard a few rumors, it seems she's causing more and more trouble
and people are thinking of taking some harsh measures now to 'silence' her.
I'm trying to figure out more about it, trying to get information about this seems to be harder than I
thought. But I'll do my best.
Try not to worry too much, she has been able to take good care of herself as far as I know, she even
managed to hook up with some guy.
When I get more information about what's going on with her I'll contact you straight away.
~Ronaldo
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Annabelle, didn't hear that name in a long time. But who was Ronaldo? It wasn't really hard to figure out
who he was talking about though. He was talking about me.
A kind reminder - Anna Blanca - 10-27-2011
Part 6
Laying here now for a few days, some of the earlier dreams repeated themselves, I'm still not sure what
to think about them, if they are telling me the truth or not, are they perhaps just what I want it to be? My
eyes slowly closing again as time passes,'¦
Here I was watching over some planes of what looked like Malta. There was a quiet breeze. It felt so
peaceful here. I was sitting legged under a tree, my hands on the rear of my head I relaxed, leaning
back against the trunk of the tree. I saw a few birds flying over me in formation. I followed them with
my eyes as far as I could up to the point where they disappeared behind the horizon. The sun was
setting, eliminating the clouds with a orange color. It looked so peaceful.
Suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders they grabbed me tightly, before I knew what was exactly
going on, it turned dark before my eyes. A bag was pulled over my head. I couldn't breathe, I panicked.
Trying to pull the bag off my head but my wrists where held down by a pair of strong hands. I kept
resisting as long as I could, finally my body lost its strength and I passed out.
I woke up, standing against a pole, my hands tied on it. There was a large crowd before me, the people
were yelling, cursing at me. 'Burn her' I could hear some yell, people followed the example, soon
everybody was yelling the same over and over again. 'Burn her, Burn her'. No matter where I looked,
there were people, all yelling the same thing.
My eyes scanned the crowd, looking for something. Finally my eyes caught eye on one person. Unlike
the rest he wasn't yelling. He wasn't waving his arms at me. He just looked at me. Nicholas was looking
at me. We were both staring each other in the eyes. I was closing myself off from my surroundings as I
just kept my focus on Nick.
I could scream, I could cry, seeing the look in his face. He seemed to sigh, shaking his head, he turned
around and disappeared into the crowd. I desperately tried to get a glimpse of him, but I he really did
disappear.
A man walked up onto the podium, where the I was tied up on. He was holding a torch'¦
to think about them, if they are telling me the truth or not, are they perhaps just what I want it to be? My
eyes slowly closing again as time passes,'¦
Here I was watching over some planes of what looked like Malta. There was a quiet breeze. It felt so
peaceful here. I was sitting legged under a tree, my hands on the rear of my head I relaxed, leaning
back against the trunk of the tree. I saw a few birds flying over me in formation. I followed them with
my eyes as far as I could up to the point where they disappeared behind the horizon. The sun was
setting, eliminating the clouds with a orange color. It looked so peaceful.
Suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders they grabbed me tightly, before I knew what was exactly
going on, it turned dark before my eyes. A bag was pulled over my head. I couldn't breathe, I panicked.
Trying to pull the bag off my head but my wrists where held down by a pair of strong hands. I kept
resisting as long as I could, finally my body lost its strength and I passed out.
I woke up, standing against a pole, my hands tied on it. There was a large crowd before me, the people
were yelling, cursing at me. 'Burn her' I could hear some yell, people followed the example, soon
everybody was yelling the same over and over again. 'Burn her, Burn her'. No matter where I looked,
there were people, all yelling the same thing.
My eyes scanned the crowd, looking for something. Finally my eyes caught eye on one person. Unlike
the rest he wasn't yelling. He wasn't waving his arms at me. He just looked at me. Nicholas was looking
at me. We were both staring each other in the eyes. I was closing myself off from my surroundings as I
just kept my focus on Nick.
I could scream, I could cry, seeing the look in his face. He seemed to sigh, shaking his head, he turned
around and disappeared into the crowd. I desperately tried to get a glimpse of him, but I he really did
disappear.
A man walked up onto the podium, where the I was tied up on. He was holding a torch'¦