Reflecting on British Columbia

After another day of hard work, it was that time again. It was time time to enjoy some rest. Me and Tara lit up a campfire and made ourselves comfortable in the grass. We were talking about and reflecting upon British Columbia.

"You know, Tara," I said. "As bad as things are right now in British Columbia, it's still our home."

"It will always be our beautiful home, Ricky," Tara replied. "No matter what."

The British Columbia that me and Tara are in now is in ruins, and there are demons roaming around. It's a shitty situation, but I'll always remember British Columbia as that beautiful place where me and Tara first met.

"I would love to go down to Rocky Point Shore with you and hold hands while we walk around the shore together," I said to Tara. "It's just too bad that it's in ruins and there are beasts lurking around there."

"I would love that so much, but it is too dangerous to enjoy any romance down there," Tara replied. "It's the thought that counts though, Ricky."

Tara kissed me on the cheek.

"Do you remember when we were playing in that fountain together back when we were in British Columbia of the far past?" I asked Tara. "I just love it when we have those kinds of moments together."

"I do remember!" Tara laughed. "Sometimes we can just be so silly together, Ricky."

British Columbia of the far past, me and Tara sure learned a lot during our stay there. It taught us a lot about our past together in the world of the present's past.

I hugged Tara. "Alright, babe, I'm gonna try and get some sleep."

"I should do the same," Tara replied. "Goodnight, Ricky."

"Goodnight, babe," I responded.

Tara's asleep, and I'm just looking up at the stars. I'm having a hard time trying to get some sleep. I have too many thoughts going through my mind. I'm very curious as to why time has brought me and Tara to a future British Columbia that's in such a horrible state of doom. I really do hope we find some answers when we finally make it to Chilliwack.

Event:

I'm feeling so tired. I'm falling asleep. I'm beginning to see a really horrible and disturbing vision. It's a vision from the night of the falling stars...

I see Rocky Point Shore, the shore where me and Tara used to walk together. It's so horrifying. The stars are crashing down and annihilating everything. The chaos and devastation. People are running and screaming. They're trying to run for their lives, but the falling stars are crushing and burning them. It's so fucking horrible...

Conversation:

Tara: Ricky, wake up!

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Richard: Damn, this is really becoming too much.

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Tara: Are you okay? You were breathing pretty heavily in your sleep. Did you have another troubling vision?

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Richard: Yeah, I did. It was a vision from the night of the falling stars. They came crashing down on Rocky Point Shore. Everything was getting annihilated. People were screaming and trying to run for their lives, but the falling stars were crushing and burning them. It was a horrible vision of what happened that night.

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Tara: That is so awful. Those poor people.

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Richard: This was only Rocky Point Shore. I don't even want to think about how badly Chilliwack got hit with the falling stars.