Without thinking, she'd reached out to touch the shiny ruby, but that was precisely the moment Julian decided to drop the pendant in her hand. The chain and pendant alike felt weightless to her, like it was made of a feather, but she hadn't the time to think on that, let alone hear what he said.
Images clouded her mind, something of a darker nature, unlike any vision she'd received previously. It wasn't fast moving flashes either, but steady and smooth, like watching one of those old film noirs. Her body didn't go rigid, not did she flinch when it came to her. Instead, her eyes seemed to distant, the color of them darkening, like they were clouding over. Her fingers closed around the necklace, holding it tightly. What she was seeing, it was from her own point of view, like she was right there in the premonition.
She was in a dimly lit place, but it wasn't underground. Just dark, a dark room. There was a fire in the corner, the light coming from it licking the walls and everything she could see. The young man who she'd just been talking with was there, and he was smiling, the firelight glimmering off his face, a beautiful man. And his smile was just as pleasing to the eye as Pallie's or Peyton's or even their mother's.
He had the necklace, outstretching his arm, the pendant swinging gently as he handed it forward. "For you, sister." She didn't move, but he offered his other hand, palm up. She took it, and he led her around, facing away from him. She could feel him pushing her hair aside, and the necklace came down over the front of her face, resting on the small of her throat as he clasped it and let it rest.
The ruby gave off a soft, yet almost brilliant sort of glow. It felt warm against her skin, her fingertips finding the pendant and touching it. It was a precious gift, something that gave her a sense of freedom and kinship like she'd never felt before.
A red glint caught her eye and she turned to see it. She found she was staring back at herself in a reflective surface, her hand still to her chest, her fingers toying with the pendant. A window, maybe? No, no, it was a mirror. The pendant cast a crimson shine in the darkness, lightly illuminating her face with a sinister sort of air. And her eyes... there was something off about them, something wrong. But it was- it felt intoxicating.
The necklace had managed to slide out of her hand when she unclenched it, gravity pulling on the weight of the heavy pendant. It clunked down on the table top, and Parker blinked quickly a few times, her mind sucked back to reality. That was, well, simply confusing, to say the least!