Phase Shift 44
Sherry assured the women he was alright and suggested a juice break and they dispersed giving Randal space. She didn’t know what to make of what she’d just witnessed. Whatever happened, it brought him completely to his knees, rendered him helpless.
When he’d recovered his equilibrium, her arm wrapped firmly around his waist, she asked, “Everything ok, Randal?”
“Yeah, yeah. Need a minute.”
Finally, straightening, he said, “Not sure what happened there.”
“Try.” Sherry was looking up expectantly into his face.
“A couple times, it’s happened. I have no explanation. Flashes of light, colours, as if I’m in a different dimension, on a sci-fi set. Have no form of reference so I can’t explain it, but it almost levels me. Never know when it’ll happen or if there’s a trigger. It just is.”
“When did it start?” Sherry asked, concerned.
“A couple weeks ago. Doesn’t happen often, thank god.”
“Any idea what this was, specifically? You were looking at, no staring at Damara as though you could have torn her apart.”
“Yeah, yeah, about that, what the hell, she’s the woman you were worried about, right?”
“Yes, she’s the one.”
“I know her. Even though I don’t!”
“What do you mean?”
“Right before the “flash” I spotted her, felt as if I knew her, and she’s bad news! Really bad news! I wanted to get to her, I had a feeling of “capturing” her, stopping her. Then the phase shift happened and she got away.”
“Do you think she’s controlling … this?”
“I couldn’t say. This is the first time it’s happened with anyone around.”
“What do you want to do, Randal?”
“I came to find out about her, to protect you. Perhaps I did both. She won’t be back!”
“Because you’re here!”