Supernatural: Book 3: Yin-Yang's Story

Chapter 26 - Escapism

(Yin/Yang)

    "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" Two asks me. We have been trying to construct a plan to escape for days now. Neither of us have found a great enough plan that could get us out of here, yet.
    "...Yes." I replied. She is skeptical if I want to do this. I understand why she would be, I am too. I don't know why I want to leave this place. But all of Two's stories sound so amazing and unique. I want to make stories like that. I want to experience them first-hand like she did.
    She talks about so many things that I have never seen before that I want to see. She talks about other people, plants, buildings, and many other small, but cool things. Every day, you're able to make your own decisions, decide what you eat, what you want to be entertained with, and where you can go. She said that she took them for granted, and wants to see them again.
    I feel bad for Cizen though, and I don't want to betray him like this. He has a reason to keep us here. He knows he's going to die soon, and can't do anything about it. If I knew that I was going to die soon, I would feel horrible. Without Cizen, I wouldn't have been able to use my powers. He's the one who's been caring for us for days upon days.
    When I told her how I felt that night about Cizen, she started to cry. I don't know what I did wrong. None of us said anything until that morning, where she had an episode. She yelled to me that he was going to make us like zombies without any control, and she wouldn't ever accept what he was doing. I couldn't do anything about it, I just had to wait for her to calm down.
    I felt bad for saying that, but it sort of feels right. It feels like I can't tell her anything that I think is right. She feels more open and comfortable while sharing, I can tell. I should too, right? Should I tell her that I should be able to say anything that I want too? Is she hiding other stuff from me too?
    While Two was having an episode, she said that we would have to murder people and torture them like he had done to us. I don't want to kill anyone. I would never want to kill anyone. That's horrible! I don't know if she is right or not, but I don't want to do Cizen's operation either.
    I don't exactly know who's side to be on. I want to help Cizen, and I want to help Two. Only one of them can be happy though. I wish there was a way that everyone could just stop fighting and be friends. There just has to be a way to do that, right?
    We have to write our plans down, and then shred them up afterwards. It's the only way we can talk without Cizen being able to document us. He's asked me and Two what we were drawing or writing, but I can't give him the truth. Me and Two have to keep planning excuses so he isn't suspicious, but he has not stopped asking.
    Each of our plans seem to work, but either me or Two find something wrong, and have to restart. I have had some plans where we could help Cizen, but they end badly because Two says that it is not like him to do those actions.
    I have had to go through many more tests than usual, as much as four a day. Two is getting as many laser sessions as she can take. That leaves us with little time to make plans. We cannot make them at night because we need light to see, and the only things that give off some light during the night are the lasers. If we make plans in front of lasers, Cizen will see us.
    After several days of frustration, planning, and debunking, we finally had a plan that could possibly work. Two said that it's probably not going to work, but she still believes in it. I think that it will most likely work. The whole plan could deteriorate though if there are truly others waiting for us or not. Yin says that they have never existed though, and she's probably right.
    That morning, she asked me quietly if I could help predict "what the day was going to look like." I knew what she meant, and due to so many tests, I have been able to more accurately see the future, and I can look for longer if Two is holding my hand. It's still not that precise, I can only identify basic objects and colors. I am also able to see further ahead, as far as three hours.
    We both sit up on the bed, and hold each other's hand. I can feel the magic on Two's hand. It's tingly. I close my eyes, and focus on what's ahead of me.
    Instead of seeing numbers or shapes, I search for colors. Shapes wouldn't be useful. The first time, I see red, gray, and sometimes orange, which is unusual. Cizen would use bright neon colors to train for color, which wasn't that often.
    I predicted seven times before stopping to rest. Since my prediction has branches, I need to test multiple times to see if I am correct. I saw the same colors two more times. The other four times were gray, or black. That means that they probably didn't succeed, or there were complications. The red and orange could also mean that it wasn't successful, but I can't tell.
    Those other two times also ended as black. That could mean that we failed then. I wrote down what I saw each time, to document on the accuracy. None of the times had included the blue sky that Yin had talked about. Maybe there were clouds, or maybe it was nighttime outside.
    Yin wrote down to me that the outcome seemed pretty grim on each one. I wanted to disagree, but I didn't have that good of an argument. I just wrote down for her to stay positive, as without it, it will probably fail.
    After we ate breakfast, it was time. "If you want to back out, you can." She repeated.
    "I can do it, Two. Remember that you can't do it, because you might explode again? I don't want you to get hurt."
    "I know, I just don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want to force you to do this."
    "I want to do this for both of us, really."
    We pretended to play a game. Both of us spinned around until we couldn't stand in place. It was an act that we would have to do so it would look legitimate. Yin stopped spinning, while I had to keep spinning, and stumble towards the lasers.
    I had to touch them. It was a sacrifice and a risk that had to be made. As soon as I did, I blacked out.