Time pt 3

Riegion and I, however, see things differently. I keep this antique clock, not for sentimental reasons, but for the sole fact it’s one of the only things left in the city that doesn’t run off the generators. That’s why I always have to wind it, because I never took it end to sync up with the generators lest I too fall into the haze everyone else has over them. Riegion has a different story. He tinkers and has even snuck down to mess with the generators once or twice before. He knows things even the Mayor doesn’t know, but nobody ever listens to the blond long enough to figure this out.

                “We have to go.” Riegion says suddenly, his blue eyes cloudy silver as they fix above the crowd in an unseeing manner.

                “No Riegion. You of all people should know not to ditch classes.” No matter how much I love Marci, she can be a real idiot most of the time.

                Riegion’s also special. Ever since he was little he’s had the Sight – the ability to see things we can’t see, like pending dangers that are inevitable now that the generators are down. No one knows this but me, not even Marci. Well, she knows but she chooses to ignore it.

                “Come on Marce. Let’s get somewhere quieter. Look, here come the teachers to break this all up.”