Jun. 21st, 2005

bridge_carson: (asleep)
Where *was* everyone? They were supposed to be here. It wasn't time yet. It wasn't.

"Guys?" Bridge calls out. "Anders?"

No answer. He tightens his grip on Xander's hand as he keeps walking, keeps looking.

"Isabel?"

Still nothing. This is wrong. Wrongwrongwrong.

He breathes a sigh of relief as he catches sight of someone in a very familiar uniform. At least Z's still here.

His relief is short lived, however, because with every step he takes closer, the *harder* it gets to see her. Until she's gone too, leaving only the person walking beside him. He turns to face Xander, and notices with horror that he can see *through* him.

"No!" he shouts, fingers grasping at empty air as Xander disappears too. "Nononono..."

They'd left, all of them, and they weren't coming back. Not ever.

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