The Vision

Reece and I had been living in the desert in the middle of nowhere for roughly three years, Recce for longer. We sat in our makeshift living room as we often did of an afternoon when Reece had another vision. He closed his eyes, deep in concentration. That was how I could tell what was happening. "What do you see Reece?" I asked calmly, my hand on his knee. "I see somewhere else, a different environment. We're there. I think we're looking for something." He explained. They went to bed early that night and set out early the next morning on the first real adventure they'd had in years.

 

It was quite a trek before we finally reach the place Reece had seen in his vision. A lush, green bush much different from the desert scenery we'd had for the last three years. "What is it that we're supposed to find Reece?" I asked as we walked along the leaf strewn bush track. "I'm not sure. I didn't see that part." He said, sounding apologetic. "Maybe if we keep going along this track, it'll lead us to where we're supposed to go." I suggested. Reece nodded his agreement and we continued on.

 

It was a while before Reece recognised anything from his vision. But for once, I didn't mind the walk. This bush had an awful lot of trees which meant a great deal of shade and it was cool. A welcome, refreshing change from the stinking heat of the middle of the desert. All of a sidden though, Reece stopped dead in his tracks. I had to back up a few paces to reach him again. "What is it Reece?" I asked, looking at him, my intrigue growing with every passing moment. "This." He gestured to our surroundings. "I recognise this. All of this. It was the first thing I saw in my vision." To my right was a huge tree that provided lots of shade. The dirt track continued, still leaf strewn and not to far ahead was a fence and light. We would soon be escaping from the shade. There was tufts of boldly coloured, vibrant green grass near the gate. Perhaps the brightest plant I'd seen in a long time.

 

We kept on going, pausing at the gate. It turned out to e a short, downhill stretch without shade. The shady path on the other side of the sun exposed hill was quite windy compared to the path would been following earlier. As we went on, further into the bush, the air grew denser, damper. It turned out that had been a clue as to what we'd find at the end of the bush track.

 

At the end of the bush track was a beautiful, picturesque oasis of sorts. A great pool of water with a waterfall constantly replenishing it from the far wal off where they were standing. Seeing as the bush walk had been unexpectedly long, we decided to take a rest there and so we sat down, watching the waterfall for a while. The loud crashing sound of the water rushing down and hitting the oasis.

 

We must have fallen asleep there. Given it was a peaceful, refreshing, cool place it wouldn't have been hard. But all of a sudden, Bot Reece and I woke with a start at what appeared to be a gasp. Rather strangely, a person had emerged from the water. They spotted us and, startled I suppose, disappeared beneath the water again. Moments later, they appeared again, this time at the waters edge. They rested their arms on the ground. supporting themselves.

 

"Hi." They began. The voice was that of a woman. She couldn't have been much older than her twenties I guessed. "Hi." Reece said, making the first move toward the stranger. I followed cautiously behind him, careful not to stray too far behind. Reece smiled at the stranger, friendly. It seemed he wasn't scared at all. "I'm Reece and this is Regina." The straner extended her hand to Reece. "Georgia." She smiled and they shook.

 

Reece made room as she got out of the oasis. "Have you two been here long?" "A while." I spoke up now, suddenly assured she wasn't a threat or something to be wary of. "Around three years I think. Either way, we've been ot here so long we kind of lost track of times." Georgia smiled, nervous. "This is going to sound like a really crazy question. but do you two have any powers?" "No." Reece answered, his tone friendly, soothing. "It's not crazy, and yes, we do both of us. I can tell the future, and Regina here can fly." Georgia breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Oh good." She laughed. "Whats yours?" I asked, curiosity taking over. "Me?" Georgia smiled. "I can breathe underwater."

 

To Be Continued...

 

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NOTE: This story is a continuation of 'A New Life'.