Patterns Cal's POV 2

After I told my parents exactly what Sam was thinking my mom went in and talked with Sam probably saying that she supports her but Sam denies everything. As usual Sam stays in there probably drawing one of her patterns. They have taken over her entire life and sometimes I wonder what exactly makes her make patterns. Depending on her mood it might be numbers to straight lines to even random everything. I feel really bad sometimes because she can’t help it. I decide I need to talk with her and see if she could possibly reproduce that dream so my mom can analyze it.
“Knock knock. Coming in Sam.” I walk in and notice that the patterns have entirely covered the walls.
“Hey Cal come on in.”
“Wow may I say this is amazing. So every time we are in here this is what you do?”
“Yeah basically.”
“Wait never mind that. Not what I’m trying to talk to you about. I wanted to know if you can dream the same dream twice.”
“Yeah I can if I really need to see it.”
“Well I was wondering if possibly you could try and recreate it and use your instruments that you have in the closet to try and find the exact time that the disaster will happen.”
“I don’t have any instruments in my closet.”
“Oh yeah then what are these.” I open the closet and out pops every little thing she has ever built.
“Oh those don’t work.”
“Yeah they do and you know it.”
“Fine I will try but I don’t know if my body will be kind to the one trying to tie me up in the device.”
“Yeah I guess that might be a problem. Maybe my dad can since he has tried to stop you from killing yourself once. I’ll go ask him.” I went and asked my dad and he said he would if Sam said yes to his face. Before I can even get in Sam’s room you hear a loud yes come out and I figure Sam was listening with telepathy.
“Okay then I guess that works let’s get this thing going.”
After Mom set up all her things she needed Sam came out in her t-shirt and jeans and barefoot as usual.
“I’m ready”
Dad comes to her and she puts her hand up saying just wait until she is on the table then hold her down before her calm dissipates completely. She crawled onto the table and my dad grabs hold of her wrists while I lock up her ankles. Just putting the restraints on her is enough to make her freak out. By now you can see every muscle straining in her trying to get my dad off of her so she can get as far away from the machine as possible. And she’s doing a pretty good job. My dad is really big and she is almost as strong as him it looks like.
“Oh yeah mom she won’t take anything to knock her out, so we just have to play the waiting game until she falls asleep.”
“Okay Cal”
“One thing Cal, when I fall asleep I won’t look very peaceful because all the memories are flying through me, don’t wake me up otherwise I will probably kill myself.”
“Sure thing Sam”
It felt like it took forever for everything to be set and I contacted Jade to see if she could possibly help us out at all with any ideas to help Sam fall asleep but Mom putting the needles in Sam was really making Sam freak out. I guess I can understand, after having needles constantly jabbed into her and torturing her it is probably a bad thought for her right now even though it is for a good purpose now.
“Cal I can’t do it, I need you to go into my room and in my closet there will be a very small door close to the bottom inside is a dart. Stick it in a dart gun come out and shoot me in the arm. Do it fast these restraints aren’t going to hold much longer and it seems neither will I.”
I head into her room open the closet and search. It takes me a little bit to find it but I eventually find what I’m looking for. She wasn’t kidding when she said a small door. I open it and inside is one dart, I can only guess what she concocted to knock her out. It can’t be good though, I make sure to be careful with it while I find my gun. I head back out and notice just how much the restraints have loosened around her ankles and wrists.
“Cal put the restraint around my neck real quick it will keep me from using all my strength removing the ankle and wrist restraints.”
After doing that I stood back and analyzed the problem as to whether I really need to shoot Sam. She has a face of pure terror on and I can tell that she really doesn’t want to be anywhere near this device or let me shoot her. Before I can do anything Moonlight hops onto her chest and Midnight onto her legs. She tries to get them off but Moonlight bites lightly at her neck and I notice that he is showing his dominance and he wants her to stop fighting. Slowly her muscles relax and her face goes back to a calm demeanor. Before I know it she is breathing lightly and is asleep. I didn’t have to shoot her and that makes me feel better but it still scares me to see her face the way it looked when I was sizing up the shot.