Felicity – A Philosophical Fable [Chapter 9]
“Wake up. Mimi. Wake up.” Fae was terrified. She awoke Mimi from a sound sleep.
Outside of Mimi’s room all was chaos. There was a heavy pounding sound that seemed to come from everywhere all at once. And a metallic scraping, high-pitched and grating, that came and went.
The ambient light was so low that Mimi and Fae could barely see the others, though they caught glimpses of movement as random flashes of white light broke the darkness for a second at a time.
The others rushed frantically here and there, moving around the outer wall, feeling it with their hands. Had it not been for the din, Mimi and Fae might have heard Sunny sobbing as she passed her hands over her section of the wall.
“They’re in,” Ryder shouted.
The pounding stopped. The metallic scraping stopped. And a bright light shone through a doorway that had not been there before. Men and women came through the doorway. They held clubs and knives. They meant harm. Harm to Mimi’s household.
What happened next was never clearly recollected by anyone. Mimi changed.
As the men and women charged through the doorway, Mimi expanded into something amorphous, something vast and enormous. She loomed over the intruders, black as night and dazzling as the sun. It was difficult to look directly at her.
Then came the roar. The terrible awful roar. It sounded like the end of everything. It sounded like nothing anyone had ever heard before.
The nebulous something that was Mimi had no shape, no substance. Yet there were teeth. Too many teeth, razor-sharp and pointed. Mimi was angry. Her household was in danger and she was angry.
The intruders panicked. They didn’t know where to run. There were six of them. Two made it to the doorway and didn’t look back. The rest were caught, one by one. Lifted high up into the air and plunged into nothingness. It was a horror to behold.
Mimi ate them all up. And when it was over it was as if it had never happened. The doorway was gone. The light was back. Everything was as it had been. Except that Mimi lay on the white carpet, dazed and weak.
“She needs to rest.” Ryder spoke calmly, authoritatively. Everyone else was in shock. He bent down beside Mimi and the others followed. She was barely conscious.
Together they put her to bed.