Before the Aftermath, Chapter 5
Published Jan 8, 2012

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If any of the charcters look different, it's because my game crashed horrifically and I needed to reinstall everything. Unfortunately, I hadn't backed anything up, except my CC. So at least that was safe!
Thank you to all the CC creators. I wish I could thank you all personally!
Also thank you for all the lovely comments I have recieved. You really make my day!

If any of the charcters look different, it's because my game crashed horrifically and I needed to reinstall everything. Unfortunately, I hadn't backed anything up, except my CC. So at least that was safe!
Thank you to all the CC creators. I wish I could thank you all personally!
Also thank you for all the lovely comments I have recieved. You really make my day!
The house was large, but empty. It was as if the owners had tired of decorating after a few rooms, or only needed a couple. Bethany wandered through it, feeling lost. The rooms seemed without pattern, and so it took her longer than it should have to find the stairs. She was confronted with a grand piano and... nothing. A large room with nothing in. Walking over to an archway, she discovered the room that must be hers, due to her suitcase being in the centre of the floor. The next room was mostly empty as well, but at least it had signs of someone living there. An empty cup of tea, a pillow on the floor, photographs on the desk. But apart from that... everything looked tidy and... empty. The whole house was empty and there was nobody there either. It was... unnerving inside, so she went outside, where she felt she could breathe easier. The air smelt strange, she wasn't quite sure what of, but it was vaguely... salty. Then she saw a flash of blue, out of the corner of her eye. Water. A vast expanse of blueness stretching further than she could see. She was amazed at it's beauty, yet she had no idea what it was. "It's big, isn't it?" A teenage girl sat by her, making Bethany jump.
"... Yes, I suppose it is..."
"When I first saw it, I wondered if it ever ended, I was so amazed by it. But now... now I suppose I'm used to it."
"Sorry, but what is it?"
"Oh, sorry, I forgot you don't have it. It's the sea."
"... The sea... Um... who are you?"
"Ah, um, oh, I forgot to tell you my name, oh, I'm so forgetful. I'm Annie, nice to meet you. You must be Bethany. We're going to live together, how fun does that sound?"
Bethany wondered how someone could be that forgetful, then she realised that she was no better, she had forgotten how she got to the house in the first place. Everything about it. Even what vehicle took her there. That was a big thing to forget.
"Well, we should get ready for dinner. Please say you have some more... formal clothes than that, which is actually really nice. Cute pattern. Anyway, yeah, let's go."
"I don't have anything else..."
"Uh... oh... uh..." She looked at her watch and smiled slightly. "There's time. I'll make you something."
"Huh?" But Annie had walked away and her dog, Tiffany, followed.
Somehow, and much to Bethany's disbelief, Annie mananged to sew her a dress in less than an hour. A simple dress, but regardless of that, still a dress. But Bethany wondered why they had to dress up. The house belonged to Annie's aunt and her brother, Annie's uncle.
They had the most delicious meal and everyone was so nice to her, and yet it was... strange. Everything felt slightly different, even the air felt different.
That night, asleep in her new bed, she dreamed. She dreamed that someone stood over her, trying to wake her.
"Bethany! Bethany! Wake up!"
But still she did not wake.
The stranger placed a note on top of the blanket and left.
Annie also had a strange dream. She was watching her aunt and uncle eat dinner with a stranger. They looked like they knew her, but... they didn't. Not in real life. Of that Annie was certain. Yet, she had a strange feeling. Anyway, she told herself, she was dreaming. It wasn't real. Or was it? She opened her eyes.
"Annie? I think you're sleepwalking again." They peered at her in concern.
"Huh? Where's that girl gone?"
"That girl?" They looked innocent. Too innocent.
"There was a girl. Black hair. Green dress."
"Annie, my darling, maybe you should come and sit down. We..." she looked at her brother, who nodded, looking grim. "We're going to tell you what is really going on."
As this is only a short chapter, well, a very short chapter, I'm going to post the pictures that I had saved for the chapter that was going to happen before the crash, before I had to change it quite dramatically. And anyway, if I wrote any more this chapter, you would find out the secret!
Ok, this is Tillie's mother and grandmother in a memory. Basically, she was leaving to go... somewhere.

She didn't know where she was going, only that she was. Her grandmother had turned up and had a 'secret' talk, where she wasn't allowed to listen. An hour later, they called her.
"Tillie, dear, you're coming with me. Please could you pack a bag?"
Her bags in a memory.

She didn't have much to take. Two cases of clothes and a violin. Not much to show for sixteen years in the same house. And the thing she would miss most? Her double bass. She wished she could take it, but it was too big.
Annie and Bethany on the swings when they first met (in a different house).

Bethany was just swinging, her hair flying behind her, laughing. Then she felt a gentle push. Somebody had come to push her on the swing and she smiled at the teenager behind her.
"Hello! I'm Bethany! Who are you?"
Annie and Bethany looking at her room together.

It was strangely... empty, yet felt cosy and lived in. A sewing pattern was on the floor, it looked like it was for a top.
"Come on in. This is my side."
"Your side? Who do you share with?"
"Nobody. Yet."
Annie finding Bethany on her bed.

She looked so sad, like she was going to cry. So sad that Annie went and sat by her, reaching her arm out to give her a hug.
"What's up?"
"I miss my parents."
"So do I. So do I."
Annie as a child, sharing a memory with Bethany.

"My dad always used to walk me to school, even though I told him I was too old. I liked going with him though. We used to have races and share jokes. But he always went too fast, and sometimes I couldn't catch up with him. He always came back to me, though, and hugged me, so I laughed."

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#1martoeleJan 8, 2012

I still am completely in the dark about this story... \:\) Anyway... congratulations on having this chapter featured on the Sims2 index page. \:cool\:

#2starsky524Jan 9, 2012

I am the same as martoele! Still a great story!

#3fabrizioammolloJan 9, 2012

Congrats on the being featured! Waiting for some revelations. \;\)

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