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AUGUST 19, 2012 10:08PM

Linc, A Serialized Novel, Part 261

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Previously on Linc: Linc has heard voices since he was a kid, but they’re not what they seem. He can hear other people’s thoughts, but the ability has left him friendless and homeless. A mysterious corporation, Genetitech, tracks him down and offers to train him to use his skills. He soon learns that there are others with strange power like him, and when Genetitech is raided he is forced to go onto the run with them.

For the first part of the story…tehirschler.tumblr.com/Linc

            When the gas made contact with Eva's skin, it was if he were experiencing the world from his point of view. He felt that he was lying in the bed, his eyes closed, his body heavy with sleep. The weirdest sensation was the feel of his own hand resting on his forehead. Linc had little time to wonder what, if anything, was occupying his own body as his thoughts were preempted by Eva's.

            "Need to get back to Linc,"  Eva thought, counterintuitively in a more coherent manner than he had ever heard from her. "I need to tell him what happened. I remember now. Linc, why are you so far away?"

            Without a thought to how jarring it may be for her to hear him inside of her head, Linc thought, "Eva, I'm not far away. I'm here."

            "Linc? Is that really you? I've dreamt you were here before, but it was a lie," Eva said.

            "It's really me. I'm here," he thought, not knowing any way to prove it was really him and not some figment of her imagination. Likely the dream Linc would have offered her the same reassurances, but he didn't know what else to say.

            "I don't know how to get back to you. I'm lost in here," Eva said, her voice distraught.

            "You have to wake up. I'm right beside you, if only you would wake up,"  he said.

            "I want to wake up, but I don't know how," she replied.

            "Maybe you can hold on somehow," Linc said, "and I can wake us both up." As soon as he said this, he hoped that it was true. While they had been talking he had been floating deeper and deeper into Eva's unconcisousness and now he wasn't sure that even he could get back out. The idea that he might be trapped in whatever this place was frightened him, but he didn't want to let on to Eva that he wasn't in control; it probably wouldn't help matters much.

            "I think I can try,"  Eva said and almost immediatelly Linc felt heavier. The weight of Eva holding onto him pulled him deeper still, like a life guard being pulled under water by a drowning person.  

 

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