Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32460917-20190603191529

Someone with a voice he didn’t recognize called out his name. Calidi jolted out of his reverie and spun to where the sound had come from, only to jump back with a yelp when, presumably, that same someone almost crashed into his feet. His gun slipped again from his hand and clattered onto the ground.

“C-Clay?”

The person lying there had blonde hair, held in a ponytail, but that alone wouldn’t have proven it. It was the scarf that was unmistakeable.

...right? He was just hallucinating, was he? That person in front of him was really him? The feeling of elation that had swelled in him at that fact quickly turned to dread. Where was his gun? His eyes skimmed over the terrain in a panic, but he located it soon enough. Stepping gingerly around the person he thought was Clay, he reached for the gun laying only a couple inches away.