Heating Blanket Light Blinking Novels & Stories

“Are you sure?” “Mm-hm.” She nodded. “Okay…?” He stood up and walked back to the couch. He turned off the room lights leaving the lamp on. “Just turn it off when you feel like it.” He said to her. “Okay.” She said slowly. He put the blanket over his head and laid down. She put her head on the pillow and dragged the blanket to her chin. She held her phone in her hand, flickered the lamp off, turned on the flashlight, and quickly put on the blanket over her head. “That was close.” She exhaled slowly and kept laying like that. ***

He grabbed the heavy wool blanket from the foot of the bed and draped it over my shivering frame, tucking the edges in as if he could shield me from the visions. "I’ve got you, Maddie. Look at me. Just look at me," he urged, his voice cracking. He stood up briefly, keeping one hand on me while he snatched my silk robe from the chair, trying to guide my limp arms into the sleeves. "Come on, baby, let’s get you covered. You’re freezing." Then, as abruptly as a light switch flipping, the noise stopped. The memories vanished. The flashing white light faded into a dull, manageable throb. The voice was gone.

Now that I have nothing to focus on, the pain of Igneous being gone is starting to take over once more. "We do what he said Magma. We help you stay warm." He assures me. "Maximus" he bellows. In just a few second he appears back into his spot. He holds a blanket in his hands and begins to unfold it. As he holds it out toward me I begin to shake my head knowing that it won't work. "The blanket is just to get you to where we are going. It should keep you warm until we get there" he murmurs gently.