The Waiting Game

We're still alive, whatever that means these days. Things have been
so strange since we got back to the real world. We've seen Gabriel,
and he says that he doesn't remember anything about the last two
weeks. I think he's lying, though.

Now that Joe and all the WindWalkers are gone, and the Agents seem to
know all about what's going on, I see no problem with telling you what
happened.

Joe told us the other day that we were going to meet with one of the
people who had been turned by the Firebringers. Christine and I were
afraid, obviously; the last time something like this had happened, we
watched Bob crushed by Torment.

Instead, he took us to the house we remembered to be Gabriel's, from
when we were there when Unton was still gone. Joe took us inside.

Gabriel's mother was sitting on the couch, and she just stared right
through us as we walked in. I don't even think she could see us.

Gabriel was sitting at his computer. It was like, destiny or
something... We just looked at him, he looked at us, and then he
grinned.

Joe left, and Christine and I were alone with him. I could feel
Christine shaking.

"Hello," he said. "Colby? Christine?"

We said yes, that's who we were, and he grinned again. "I'm Gabriel."

I noticed he kept his hands hidden in his pockets, and that sort of
made me nervous. I remembered that alien infectees were supposed to
have black marks on their knuckles. Obviously he didn't want us to
see something.

"What's going on?" I asked. "What are the Firebringers planning? It
doesn't have to be this way, you know."

"The WindWalkers aren't what they seem," Gabriel said. "It's not like
they're telling you. The Firebringers are the ones who want to learn;
they do want to take some of us back to their home planet, but as an
ambassadors rather than as slaves."

That knocked me for a loop. Was it possible that he was telling the truth?

He just laughed. Then his head snapped around to the door, so I
turned around and a half-second later I heard someone screaming. It
sounded like a woman. We ran into the other room and a big, muscular
guy stood in the doorway. The woman was Gabriel's mother, and she was
pointing at the newcomer and shouting, "Him! It was him!"

Christine drew in a breath as she saw the man. "Chet," she whispered.

--I have to go, there's something happening outside.

It Has Happened

Unton has rejoined the world.

This morning we went to sleep in the Needle and woke up back in the motel room we had stayed in when we first arrived in Unton. I'm typing this using my laptop.

The longer this goes on without any word from the WindWalkers, from Joe, the more afraid we get. There is no sign of the WW anywhere in Unton.

I don't know what to do. Someone told me the Chosen has been found... Erica has realized her destiny, has realized what she has to do. But what is it she has to do? How is she going to save Unton?

Until we hear from Joe, we're not leaving.

Christine: A Report

Hey, everyone, it's Christine. Colby's currently passed out on the bed (sleeping, not fainted) and he asked me to log in as him and let you all know what's up.

It's been a while since we've checked in with you guys, so we're sorry. I'm going to try and get y'all caught up.

First, as someone suggested to Colby, we went to Krogers on Sunday (a grocery store) and went back into the office to check Saturday morning's tapes. It seems like everything was fine, normal, until... at 7:07 am, there was a huge flash of light, the screen went white for a full sixty seconds, and when the light faded the people had all disappeared.

So now we know when it happened. It still doesn't really tell us why or exactly how, though.

Next, we looked up Gabriel Lawson in the phone book in one of the empty houses. We found his address and went to check it out. The back door was open, so we went inside. We had our tasers out, no need to worry.

We found his computer up and running, to some Student.com site. All we could do was edit the one page that was open, so we left him a message... maybe you saw it? We asked a question or something.

We were both really tired, so we went home and I tried to talk on AIM that night, but I wound up accidentally shutting off the laptop and I was too tired to continue.

Monday, something really odd happened. We don't know what it was, but neither one of us remembers that entire day. It's like we slept through it. Or something.

Yesterday... we spent the whole day resting and writing down a plan. It's strange... time seems to move differently here. It feels like we spent hours and hours on this, but now that I look there's not really much here. We both have had headaches ever since we arrived... so, here's what we came up with yesterday.

Tonight- send an email to the aliens asking for entrance into the alternate dimension.

Tomorrow- hopefully, find Colby in the other dimension and figure out what the hell is going on.

---> If we're not given entry, we're going to leave Unton tomorrow night.

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Ok, that's about all I can think of. It's about time for Colby and I to go find some lunch. Hopefully you guys have heard something... leave us comments, and we'll try to figure out what to do next.