"My name is Isolde Gard," Isolde said, her voice wavering slightly, "I'm from Northern Michigan, and I was attending Hamilton before I came here, and I'm a girl... Where am I?"
"Thank you, Now I can clearly see you and I shall rescuedestroy
you." The voice said, the last words being spoken as if by two different people using slightly different words.
"What?" Isolde said, afraid. There was something sinister about the voice now, but at the same time it now exuded a more caring aura.
The voice continued to speak, the two voices becoming more distinct and eventually the more sinister voice grew more powereful until it overpowered the other completely."Feyarou not I shaare mine nnot harm you, buow young one and yare they come for you, I shou shall join us, we comebut I can not gfor you now, and you cannot stop us
Suddenly there was a flash of green, followed by one of blue. Then again, and again with increasing frequency the flashes came until Isolde felt she was going to have a seizure. Then it all seemed to stop, and Isolde noticed a figure in front of her; for how long it had been there she could not tell. The figure seemed to be made out of the most basic lines, but they were all blurred, and it seemed to be wearing a cloak, which further concealed its features. Everything around it seemed to distort and disappear
Then, it turned around, it was human but there was something not right
about it, its face too long, its nose had no bridge, and its visible eye was too far back on its head.
The eye seemed to stare into her and straight through her.
Isolde felt fear like she never had before and took two steps backward, but it was no use, it advanced on her, and she fell over her own feet.
Into her bed, drenched in cold sweat. She laid there for a few moments and calmed her breath. From downstairs the smell of some sort of breakfast meat on the stove and the sounds of a pop song on the radio were slowly filtering up through her doorway and into her nose and ears. "What the h*** was that?" She muttered and, brushing a strand of light brown hair out of her face, climbed out of bed.
From here on your suggestion will take the form of (as mentioned earlier) whispering, saying, or yelling into Isolde's mind. If you want to say nothing; bold, underline, and italicize "Nothing".
Comments and criticism (constructive only please) are welcome and encouraged.
If anyone knows of a way to make the two bits of text actually overlap could you tell me please, it would make for a better effect.
EDIT:Also what time would you prefer I update this at night, morning, lunch, afternoon?
DOUBLEEDIT:Also what would you like the update frequency to be, I will be able to do daily or bi-daily most of the time, but the writing quality will be higher if I spend multiple (three or more) days on it.