For a Friend 2

I filled up with sadness as I read over those tweets that Arctic had put up. It pained me to still see him like that, to see him have to go through so much. I knew that there was good and bad moments in everyone’s life, opposition in all things, but part of me just wished that somehow some way I could take that bad away from him. I wanted so much to just reach out and ease his burden, but it didn’t seem I could. I wanted to see him happy. I wanted to reach out and give him a hug of comfort, but I couldn’t even do that. With the time difference between us it was tricky enough just being able to talk with him. Whenever I got the chance to I happily chatted with him hoping that maybe… just maybe I was helping cheer him up. I had built up the hope and confidence that I was helping him, but times like this made me feel down for him. I wondered at just how much I was thinking about him. Normally I wouldn’t think about someone this much, let alone someone I had just met over the internet and just gotten to know in a few months. But that was the truth and it didn’t feel weird in any way to me. I genuinely cared about him because he was my friend.
    
The desire I had to help him in any way was stronger than ever. Here I was sitting in front of my computer hoping things would turn around for my friend. If anything I wanted to be talking with him right now, but checking the time I wasn’t sure if he would be around any time soon. The thoughts were running through my mind, and my vision wasn’t focusing on anything in particular. I found my eyes looking at various things never quite focusing on them. However right at that moment I glazed over my computer screen and noticed a difference, a notification. Arctic was online. I smiled and chuckled a little at what seemed to be a coincidence, but I beamed when I saw that he had messaged me. I smiled and chuckled at the pleasant surprise; this wasn’t the first time he had surprised me.
    
He greeted me with a question. I thought it was a little different and unusual from his usual greeting, but I quickly typed out how I was a bit amazed at how I had just been thinking about him, and lo and behold, here he was online talking with me. I sent the message hoping that he’d get a little smile or maybe even a little laugh from my humor. Anything to help cheer him up.  I had told him my feelings about the situation before, but I wanted to reaffirm those same feelings so that he would know that I truly meant it. The thought came to mind that while I didn’t know exactly how I could help him I wanted to and would do anything to help with that. I typed that out and sent it to him. His response was just as fast as the first. It was another simple message, just a phrase this time. "Heehee, okay! If you insist~"
    
I tilted my head a little confused as to what he had meant. I was wondering if he was going to explain more when suddenly my computer monitor started acting up. Everything on the screen started blurring up and I couldn’t read it. As the screen blurred it was becoming white in color. Before I could really react to what was happening, something was forming. It seemed like the white on my screen was actually coming out of my computer screen out toward me in real life. It was transparent and looked like a wispy cloud or sorts. Before I could react to that, the energy lurched out toward me. I jumped at it but found that it had somehow managed to grab me in my jacket. I was shocked at what was happening and before I could pull myself away or even try to process what was happening I felt myself being pulled. My vision became blurry in an instant, and then all I could see was white. I didn’t know what was happening, but I felt myself losing consciousness. Everything was becoming fuzzy, and slowly everything faded to black and all I felt was… cold.
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Comic for and in honor of and based off of a dream I had.
Those are actual tweets from Arctic for those that might be wondering. This page took a little bit more effort since I recreated the tweets to look like a screenshot. I also had to recreate the computer shots with Skype showing.
This is all based off a very vivid dream I had back in 2011, and this is really where I remember things starting.