I was wrong.
This place will react to the resonance of your life energy, if it is not stabilized you can create a prison of your own haunted memories. This is how a personal hell is created. You sentence yourself to it and once inside it can be impossible to remove you. While you still carry the pain of that day, the day meteor fell, I believe you are stable enough not to fall into a personal prison, but this isn’t just about you.
Like you I also carry a burden from that day. I have had time to work though much of it, but until you know the truth I will never be completely free. In order for us to move forward you must know what happened that day and then you have to decide what will come next. This is why I have entered your mind. I have to show you what happened that day so you will understand. Please forgive me for doing this. I never wanted to hurt you, but as I learned, sometimes the only way to properly heal a wound is to reopen it.
Her voice was not just in my mind she was part of me. Our souls were intertwined and I could feel her every thought and emotion. There was pain deep inside, it felt like the pain I carried, the pain I used to continue fighting. I felt sorry for her and yet could not stop thinking about what she meant about not dying alone.
From the void before me a single point of light shined brightly then began to dance all around me. A trail of energy flowed behind the point of light creating a wireframe. As I watched this unfold I realized what was happening. Clara was creating a reality based on her memories. As the outline was created slowly the picture came to life in full color and motion.
It was of our home near the research center. Clara was sitting on our couch her eyes focused on the television. I noticed the man on the television giving a press conference it was doctor Theed, head of Naxum Research. I immediately remembered the day. It was only a few hours after I served Clara breakfast in bed.
After you left David, I began cleaning the house preparing for your return. I was listening to the radio when they interrupted the broadcast with an alert. When they mentioned the Naxum institute I ran to the television and started watching the press conference.
I did not know about the press conference until after it had concluded. Many in the scientific community wanted to keep the pending impact of the meteor from the public. It was President Pierce who ordered the press conference to be made. They kept me in the dark until it was too late and did the same with most of the public. They knew there would be a panic, but they also knew there was nothing they could do.
I could move around the room passing though any objects as if a ghost. Clara’s feelings were resonating though me, she was frightened. It was if she was projecting how the Clara in her memory felt watching the news conference knowing what was to come.
When the man on the television spoke about the meteor I wondered why you did not tell me. I knew there were things you could not tell anyone, even someone you loved, but, David, you have to understand. I thought you kept it from me because you didn’t want me to worry. I hated that sometimes you would not tell me things because you felt you had a solution and soon the issue would be resolved so there was no reason to tell me.
I was angry and scared and wanted to call you when the phone rang. It startled me, but I was excited I knew it was you and that you would tell me that everything was okay. When I picked up the phone I did not recognize the voice. The man asked for me by name and wanted me to confirm who I was. I thought they were going to tell me you died, David. He told me that he had orders to bring me to the facility. I asked about you and he told me you were dealing with security. I was so confused but he told me he would be there in a few moments and to gather only a few essentials.
What she was telling me I knew nothing of. Our security teams were put on high alert. We