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"CLEO!!"
Her head snapped upwards with a soft gasp. Where had her mind been again? It.. probably didn't matter.
"Y-Yes Bdubs!"
She watched the blonde as he lazily made a far too casual pillar up to form the wall of their home - the crastle.
"Have you collected more of that cobble yet Cleo! we need it for the walls remember!!"
Cobblestone? that was right.. wait. was it? was the Crastle made of Cobblestone? Cobblestone didn't seem familiar.
She looked around her at the sturdy walls Bdubs had built. The greys of the blocks warping and slurring together. With a shaken hand she reached out to touch the structure of pale rock in front of her, an attempt to find some consistency in the blur. However, this attempt would be interrupted. Her mind fog broken by the distressed shouts of her partner, Bdubs, who had suddenly remembered his lack of any Elytra.
"CLEO! CLEO I DONT HAVE AN ELYTRA! IM- IM GONNA JUMP INTO THE WATER!"
She opened her mouth to shout her refusal of the idea, to tell Bdubs that was a horrible idea but as fast as her first word had formed Bdubs had hit the floor. His Items exploded at her feet and with it as did the floor.
Cleo suddenly found herself plummeting through a thick darkness, feeling weak and torn to shreds. Had her side always hurt that badly? she grasped at the phantom wound, staring up at where she thought she had been somehow falling from.
The image of the crastle had since disappeared however, any sense of up or down had faded out minutes ago or seconds ago? the cloudy thoughts in her mind failed to make any sense of it.
Frantic eyes shot from side to side to get bearings of any sort before slamming shut in hopes of this being any kind of dark nightmare, maybe one of those horrible ones where she died! but.. that's wrong. she didn't die in this dream.. Bdubs did.. how did that make any sense! in a sudden burst of frustration she thrust her free hand outwards in a fist only to be met with.. wood? a stiff, slightly decaying wood.. it felt... dirty almost. muddy. With this sudden jolt to her fist her eyes bolted open but.. what her eyes met wasn't what her fist had connected with.
In front of her sat Scott, Blue hair blown into a mess by the wind kicked up at the boarder. A Determined yet welcoming expression sat on his face as his lips moved. oh. oh he was talking! She tried to make out the words as best she could despite her almost dazed state.
"..-kay? Secret alliance. We'll be allies behind the sce-..."
allies. yes. Cleo had those.. Bdubs and.. and Scott of course. and .. um.. who was it with Scott again? wasn't it Grian? or.. no. Something didn't sit right with that. She looked up, meeting Scotts eye, about to ask about his partner. she needed to at least fill this one gap in her mind. But once again the world seemed to play tricks on her. She blinked, her question readied in her mind and as her eyes were met with light once again.. he was gone. everyone, actually, had vanished. Even the villagers from the village nearby had disappeared all together. She shook her head almost violently in absolute disbelief.
"No.. nono not again- Not again! Do not drop me again! What does this all mean! I don't understand what's happening!!!"
She panted, panic filling her lungs rapidly. She kneeled to the floor and grabbed at the grass with a need to feel it. To feel it be normal. The panic burned her lungs with a thick smoke. In fact.. the smoke almost smelled real. Felt real.. Her attention was suddenly torn from the grass between her grey-blue fingers. was that.. fire..? Fire. It had collapsed over the rest of the server like a scorching, destructive wave. Where had it even come from!? how had she not noticed this before it got this bad!! The flames licked at the sky with a raging orange blaze and as Cleo took a step forward to make her escape.. the pain in her side grew in strength once again.
She stared up at the dancing flames with blurring vision, the slurs and twirls of the flames becoming somewhat morbidly beautiful. As the pain in her side grew harsher and sharper she quickly felt the strength of her arms and legs weaken greatly and soon she was collapsed onto her back, squinting in pain. At some point her cries had joined the volume of the flames slowly surrounding her. With nothing left to save herself she let herself lay, in a circle of flame, a sword discarded at her side that.. hadn't been there before, she couldn't find it in herself to care though, not in that moment.
She took one final deep breath and closed her eyes, wishing, hoping, willing it that she would just wake up at home. In the crastle, in bed. That when her eyes would open again she would hear Bdubs calling her to collect resources! Or that Scar was outside with Grian bothering them again. Please oh please just let it go back to normal.
and so she blinked. The Crastle? what? the behind of the crastle?
She blinked again. Was.. that Joels house?
She blinked a Third time only to be met with the muddied wood she had felt in that moment earlier. Her breath ran from her, in a frenzied moment of unfiltered panic she screamed, slamming her fists upwards and at the rotting door and revealing an unnervingly familiar sight. and sound.
"CLEO!!"
Her head snapped upwards with a soft gasp. Where had her mind been again?
... It probably didn't matter.