Mind Break 소설 & 이야기

And his puzzle pieces are real people. Because everything is just a game for Roland Yates. He clenched his jaw and crumpled the letter. *** “Mother are you drunk?” Celine asked when she heard her mother’s slurred speech. “No-hic, just upset, darling” Minerva said in between hiccups. She continued to complain about the marina project and how big of a loss it would be for them. Celine just put her on speaker while continuing with her work. “Are you listening, Celine?” Minerva asked when she didn’t reply.

"You thought your journey through the enigma would be your salvation? The cosmic dance has more twists than you can fathom, and the disruptor's influence reaches beyond the shadows." As the disruptor's laughter reverberated, the cosmic tableau shattered, leaving Richard and me suspended in a cosmic void. The enigma, once a source of clarity, now held an uncertain fate. Our cosmic dance faced an unforeseen disruption, and the echoes of the disruptor's influence lingered ominously in the cosmic continuum.

There are more important things that need more attention. All these years I depended on Kevyn, I hoped too much that he wouldn't do to me the things that happen to others. Sometimes I feel sorry for people who have been cheated even if I didn't know how painful it is, but now that I am in a situation similar to what they went through, I can say that it is very painful. It's like the pain is slowly killing me, it's like I'm losing my mind. When I got home, I almost didn't feel like it, my thoughts were floating so much that I almost don't know how I got home properly and got to my room. I just sat on my bed. I feel so numb.

Then, he looks at me and asks, “I know this might be out of place, but may I know why you broke down earlier?” “Well.” The story is already on my lips, ready to be told. I look at him and all I want is to be honest, to tell the story about my heartbreak once and for all, but I know I should be more careful. “I have been having trouble with my memory. I got into an accident before I came here, and I’m starting to remember some things in the past, particularly about someone being dismissive of me,” I say simply. “Your words somehow reminded me of what he said to me, and that made me emotional.”

My mind… fractures. Not like forgetting. Like a mirror dropped onto stone. Jagged lines spiderweb through my consciousness. Thoughts slice off mid-stream. Kieran’s face— gone, replaced by static. The smell of rain on Haven— shattered into meaningless sensation. I see double. Triple. Perspectives splitting. One part screams. Another part observes the screaming with detached curiosity. A third part is trying to remember how to breathe.

Georgia's POV. I tossed and turned in the bed, not wanting to wake up from my sleep. However, the comfort from my long slumber wore out so I had to wake up anyway. As my eyes opened, I felt a sharp stab of pain at the back of my head. Fuck. That hurt a lot. I drank so much, forgetting the hangover effect of the alcohol–something I hated to experience. As I slowly sat myself up, I looked around. This…this was strange.

His eyes blazed a bright azure that was luring to some, forcing them to submit to him lest they wanted him to break their mind. Mind break was the absolute worst thing a wolf could go through. It was characterised by intense feelings of the worst anxiety any wolf could experience. It was accompanied by paranoia and delusions as well. "Terror, let's get away from here, yeah?" I asked, grabbing a hold of his bicep before he attempted to break anyone's mind. He growled before he picked me up bridal style and sprinted off to his room. He straddled me, pinning my heads above my head. He gazed into my eyes, I nodded giving him permission. He hesitantly connected our

Voices crash through the mindlink all at once, loud and frantic, making my head pound even harder. “Alpha, we’re under attack!”

That’s what I have to keep believing. My head is still pounding, but my stomach is starting to feel a bit less queasy, and I’m thankful for that, too. Feeling a bit more like myself now, I try the mind-link again, but I still can’t reach anyone. Is it possible for a mind-link to be broken? A loud noise echoes through the room; it’s the sound of a metal chair scraping against a hard floor. “The bitch is awake,” the first man says.

Manor POV " Wait so ... In summary, breaking your train of thought doesn't actually cause you to blow up, but breaking your focus during an experiment might have a high chance of blowing up, but that's mainly because it's tedious work that must be done in a proper way or else it blows up. But even though the situation is like this, you'd rather not have anyone break your train of thought since it might cause you to forget an important point or question that might lead to a solution. Is that right?"