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I pulled back and swam in the tears that quivered in her eyes. “Ellie, I—”
In that instant, as I faced the Supervisor and his legion of guards, a blinding flash consumed my vision.
It wasn’t the painful, searing brightness of a physical light but the deep, profound illumination of a Vision.
The sensation was a rush, as if I were being dragged away from this moment and thrust into another time and place.
With it came the muted sounds of waves crashing against a shoreline, the distant laughter of children, the rustling of alien flora in a gentle breeze — sensations from that distant beach with Ellie.
But this was different; it wasn’t that Distant Vision but a new one.
In the background of this Vision, I sensed freedom.
The details of our getaway were clear and precise, from the steps we would take to the decisions we’d make.
This was our path to freedom, and it unfolded before me with startling clarity.
As I snapped back to reality, the familiar hum of the prison facility’s atmosphere control system vibrated through the soles of my boots, and I felt the weight of my own body, the realness of the current moment.
I gazed deeply into Ellie’s worried, beautiful eyes, the myriad of blue hues reflecting the docking bay’s light.
My fingers reached out, caressing her cheek with a gentle touch, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin. “It’s you,” I whispered, my voice laced with gratitude and awe. “It’s always been you.”
Her expression, previously filled with fear, shifted to one of confusion. “Ceara, what are you—?”
Without waiting for her to finish, I did something that probably seemed insane to her.
I turned away from the safety of our momentary sanctuary and sprinted directly towards the armed guards.
My every sense was heightened.
The metallic clink of their armor adjusting, the sharp and distinctive sound of plasma rifles being readied, the way the light reflected off their visors — all of it came rushing at me with heightened clarity.
Not that I needed clarity because I had seen it all before.
In my Vision, the one that stretched beyond the limiting borders of my usual ability.
Ellie’s scream of horror and desperation echoed behind me.
In that moment, it was a heartbreaking symphony of love and fear.
But even amidst the chaos, I could clearly recall the sensations from my Vision, the tangibility of our escape route, and the exact moves I needed to make.
I felt the floor beneath my boots grow slick with some liquid, probably a spilled lubricant from the machinery.
Using that to my advantage, I slid under the first guard, feeling the cold touch of the ground and the rush of air as a plasma shot narrowly missed me.
The tangy scent of singed fabric reached my nose as I realized my clothes had barely escaped the plasma’s touch.
“Don’t kill him you fools!” the Supervisor bellowed. “Take him alive!”
Using the momentum from my slide, I sprang up, grabbing a crate, and hurled it at another guard.
The weighty thunk and the guard’s grunt of surprise were oddly satisfying.
Dodging and weaving, I maneuvered through the guards, using the snippets from my Vision to guide my every move.
With each step, I felt the adrenaline pumping through my veins, and hear the rhythmic beating of my heart, synchronized with Ellie’s desperate cries.
