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As soon as the effects of her medication wore off, Elsa began to see her world again. The façade of normalcy everyone saw dropped like an anvil upon her eyes, and the world exploded in a paroxysm of colour.
The car was not only going too fast, but alternating hues danced in the vaguely visible rear view mirror to the left of Vytis’s seat. His reflection was clear in it. Blue and pink and purple and yellow, swirling and slithering obscenely in the pattern of the poisonous snake she knew he was. A cobra—about to strike.
They locked eyes through the mirror and a shiver ran its cold fingers down the length of her spine. His eyes were fractals, infinite pools of icy disdain, one she could drown in and disappear under. Would anyone ever find her if she did?
Jade’s voice said her name, the bisyllabic word ringing clear in her mind. No one else hears it, or if they do, they ignore it.
She needed Jade. She needed the warm fire that was her girlfriend, the grounding presence she was in a world that tossed and turned like a sleep-eluded person. She needed her touch, her voice to truly resonate beside her, she needed her to focus the camera that was her shuttered perspective on the world.
For now, she endured a rocking car and the echoes of two irritated male voices seeping their way into her brain—dashing apart the illusion.