Scarlet Crystal
Bibbity Rabbity
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Sydney came home with Thomas to find Micheal leafing through books.
“What did-“ Sydney began.
“Busy,” said Micheal. Sydney shrugged and put Thomas in his cradle. She then sat down next to Micheal and took a glance at the book the he held.
“Rambaldi…” Sydney trailed off.
“He knew everything,” Micheal said in a convinced voice.
“About you coming back?”
“That and other things.”
“What have you found out?”
“I think that you must have been to far away to feel the jolt.”
“So that means… Sark…”
“It’s possible.”
“But that doesn’t explain why I didn’t feel it.”
“Rambaldi must have died and come back. Lots of people probably have, but either go mad, convince themselves it was a dream, or never speak of it.”
“So that means that Sark…”
“He’s back.”
Sydney came home with Thomas to find Micheal leafing through books.
“What did-“ Sydney began.
“Busy,” said Micheal. Sydney shrugged and put Thomas in his cradle. She then sat down next to Micheal and took a glance at the book the he held.
“Rambaldi…” Sydney trailed off.
“He knew everything,” Micheal said in a convinced voice.
“About you coming back?”
“That and other things.”
“What have you found out?”
“I think that you must have been to far away to feel the jolt.”
“So that means… Sark…”
“It’s possible.”
“But that doesn’t explain why I didn’t feel it.”
“Rambaldi must have died and come back. Lots of people probably have, but either go mad, convince themselves it was a dream, or never speak of it.”
“So that means that Sark…”
“He’s back.”