The first It shouldn't have been there, but it was. Levi knew, looking at the odd symbol hanging in the air in the middle of the street that it was wrong in multiple ways. For one it was floating in midair, but mostly it felt wrong. So much of him was telling him to look away, leave, forget about it and never look back. But there was just enough of him to fight that, to be stubborn and refuse to do what it seemed like he should be doing. Levi was never that great at following rules, if he had been he'd never quit school or started taking drugs. Well, maybe he should have been better at it.
He reached out to touch the symbol and immediately his world changed. For a brief instant his world consisted of a green void, but he was at peace. It didn't last, though, as memories of fighting a god, a demi-god and a creature in the bunker under Prehevil flooded into his mind. As it faded he stumbled backwards, falling on his ass and clutching his head. Just what was that?!
Piano The piano wasn't like the other weird objects. Sure, it was in the middle of the park and it really shouldn't be there, but it felt different. He was almost afraid of the others, but this one felt more...bittersweet? Sad, but not. He'd tried his hand at the piano when he was younger, he can't remember why, but had given up before learning much. Did he still remember any songs? The strange phantom piano probably wasn't the best place to try and find out, but with everything being so strange lately Levi figured he might as well. ??The piano disappeared as soon as he touched it, of course. There was a fleeting memory of tapping away at the keys in some bar but it only lasted a moment. The memories that came after that fit the bittersweet feeling the piano had given him. His mother playing it. She hadn't really, had she? Or not in this life. But in the memories brought forth she did, she even tried to teach him but he was too young to grasp or remember any of it. This time, when the memories faded, Levi found himself crying. He wasn't sure if they were happy tears or sad tears.??
General The items quickly become an obsession for Levi, just another addiction to chase getting a fix of. The wrongness never goes away, but it no longer fully registers. Its more of a rush, an increased heartbeat and the need to see what he gets this time. After the first couple Levi does the unthinkable and stops doing any drugs, aside from smoking. Normally he smokes regularly, but as the obsession with the strange objects and the memories builds he begins chain smoking. He has to, he's nervous constantly. Twitchy, certain that somehow he'll get in trouble with all this. The things felt WRONG, like he shouldn't be seeing them. He took that as some sort of defense mechanism, something that It was trying to hide from him. What was It? He doesn't know. The council? Those Who Were There? The city itself? Maybe some strange unknown force that was possibly pulling the stings behind everything. Who or whatever it was didn't want him knowing these things, so it had him looking over his shoulder at every waking moment. He wasn't going to stop, so he needed to make sure he was ready for anything that might try and make him.
After regaining more memories later in the month, however, Levi returns to the drugs. So many of the memories were bad, terrible things happening--that he'd done or been responsible for. He was in too deep to stop, though. He still needed to know, to do whatever it was he was rebelling against by interacting with these things. Later in the month Levi seems much calmer, no longer chain smoking and looking over his shoulder every few seconds. He was taking anything and everything to calm his nerves, to make him forget about all the terrible memories he'd seen, or simply to feel like he was in yet another world.
Lost & Found
It shouldn't have been there, but it was. Levi knew, looking at the odd symbol hanging in the air in the middle of the street that it was wrong in multiple ways. For one it was floating in midair, but mostly it felt wrong. So much of him was telling him to look away, leave, forget about it and never look back. But there was just enough of him to fight that, to be stubborn and refuse to do what it seemed like he should be doing. Levi was never that great at following rules, if he had been he'd never quit school or started taking drugs.
Well, maybe he should have been better at it.He reached out to touch the symbol and immediately his world changed. For a brief instant his world consisted of a green void, but he was at peace. It didn't last, though, as memories of fighting a god, a demi-god and a creature in the bunker under Prehevil flooded into his mind. As it faded he stumbled backwards, falling on his ass and clutching his head. Just what was that?!
Piano
The piano wasn't like the other weird objects. Sure, it was in the middle of the park and it really shouldn't be there, but it felt different. He was almost afraid of the others, but this one felt more...bittersweet? Sad, but not. He'd tried his hand at the piano when he was younger, he can't remember why, but had given up before learning much. Did he still remember any songs? The strange phantom piano probably wasn't the best place to try and find out, but with everything being so strange lately Levi figured he might as well.
??The piano disappeared as soon as he touched it, of course. There was a fleeting memory of tapping away at the keys in some bar but it only lasted a moment. The memories that came after that fit the bittersweet feeling the piano had given him. His mother playing it. She hadn't really, had she? Or not in this life. But in the memories brought forth she did, she even tried to teach him but he was too young to grasp or remember any of it. This time, when the memories faded, Levi found himself crying. He wasn't sure if they were happy tears or sad tears.??
General
The items quickly become an obsession for Levi, just another addiction to chase getting a fix of. The wrongness never goes away, but it no longer fully registers. Its more of a rush, an increased heartbeat and the need to see what he gets this time.
After the first couple Levi does the unthinkable and stops doing any drugs, aside from smoking. Normally he smokes regularly, but as the obsession with the strange objects and the memories builds he begins chain smoking. He has to, he's nervous constantly. Twitchy, certain that somehow he'll get in trouble with all this. The things felt WRONG, like he shouldn't be seeing them. He took that as some sort of defense mechanism, something that It was trying to hide from him.
What was It? He doesn't know. The council? Those Who Were There? The city itself? Maybe some strange unknown force that was possibly pulling the stings behind everything. Who or whatever it was didn't want him knowing these things, so it had him looking over his shoulder at every waking moment. He wasn't going to stop, so he needed to make sure he was ready for anything that might try and make him.
After regaining more memories later in the month, however, Levi returns to the drugs. So many of the memories were bad, terrible things happening--that he'd done or been responsible for. He was in too deep to stop, though. He still needed to know, to do whatever it was he was rebelling against by interacting with these things. Later in the month Levi seems much calmer, no longer chain smoking and looking over his shoulder every few seconds. He was taking anything and everything to calm his nerves, to make him forget about all the terrible memories he'd seen, or simply to feel like he was in yet another world.