𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐫𝐚𝐲

13 || 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡

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'Round the world we'll go.

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"Trick Emma." Norman gasped, especially since this was coming from one such as [Name]. "We'll pretend we're taking everyone, then ditch them later. But we can take Don, and Gilda too."

"Are you saying we should give up escaping with everyone?" Norman asked.

"Yes." Ray answered.

"But the training helps them grow more than we expected. You even said that they had potential. You meant it, didn't you?" Norman did not look too happy about what he was being told. He stood up straight to face his two friends. "Then all of us can-"

"Regardless," Ray cut him off. "It doesn't change the fact that they're a huge burden."

"You said you were going to help us, didn't you?"

[Name] spoke up, "What we're doing now is helping. If you don't like it," The girl gave Norman a serious stare, "...then you two can die here." [Name] pointed downward, referring to the House.

"But I thought you wanted me and Emma to stay alive."

"Honestly," Ray answered. "...I think me and [Name] can agree that we'd rather you get shipped than die once we escape. So, do we have a deal?"

Norman sighed, "Fine then."

Ray stepped forward and started to whisper into Norman's ear. "Listen, if I find out you lied to me..." [Name] stood in front of Norman, giving him the same stern scowl.

"Don't worry." Norman quickly plastered a smile onto his face. "I'll keep my word."

With that being said, Ray and [Name] both collectively began to make their way to the door. The door creaked as [Name] shut the door. As she stood in front of the door, she turned and glanced at the door with many thoughts wandering in her mind.

"How do you think he'll hold up?" [Name] asked. She would admit, they went a little hard on him. It was the first he had heard about the traitors true identity. She began to make her way to the library while Ray followed up.

"He'll do fine." Ray assured. "What's up with you?"

"Huh?" [Name] was puzzled. "What do you mean?" She turned to look at him as she kept walking to her destination.

"Well, it didn't seem like you were in the greatest mood today. Something is going on and you're trying to hide it."

[Name] had completely forgotten about the dream she had last night.

She opened the library door as the creak ringed through her ears. The girl was contemplating on whether or not she should just spill it as she slowly shut the door behind her. Ray was quick to stop the door as he made his way into the library.

"Hey. Stop ignoring me." Ray scoffed the temporary silent treatment until [Name] faced him.

"I'm sorry, Ray." [Name] had made up her mind. "I haven't been completely honest with you." [Name] motioned towards the seat beside her. "Sit down."

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"It all makes sense now." Ray confirmed.

"It does?" [Name] asked. She was able to understand most things but just couldn't believe it. Her disbelief caused a few details to remain all jumbled up.

"Yes. It could explain the shape of your ear." Ray began to theorize. "What probably happened was that during your escape, you cut off your ear to take off the tracker. It would also explain why you were the only four year old with a bump on your ear that was more towards the center of your ear than the rest of the babies."

"Well now that you mention it," [Name] admitted. "...it does make sense."

"It does, but do you remember anything else before that? Like where you came from precisely?"

[Name] paused for a brief moment to think. "It's very foggy, but I remember waking up in a hospital. I remember thinking it looked more like a lab."

"A lab?" The ravenette muttered.

"Yeah, and then an old woman came into the room."

Ray immediately stopped her sentence, "Did she say anything?"

[Name] sighed, "She told me that I was in an accident with my parents and that they didn't make it. I thought it was weird because I had no memory of having parents. But that was when she told me that I wouldn't remember because of my head injuries. Any more questions?"

Ray paused for a second, analyzing the information he was given. He was taking this situation very seriously, determined to crack the case.

"Did you feel dizzy, or was your vision blurry? Did anything seem off?" Ray asked with no hesitation.

"I can't remember." [Name] answered once more. "I was really confused at the time."

"Then that settles it. You were drugged." Ray stated. [Name] believed he was losing his sanity with these theories and accusations.

"What?"

"Didn't you say you were an escapee? You were most likely drugged to forget all about the secrets you found out about."

"It does make sense..." [Name] murmured.

Ray began to smirk victoriously, "We finally figured out where you came from."

"Yeah, I guess we did." [Name] faintly chuckled. Although they successfully figured out where she had come from, she was still distraught with the fact that Mason was the reason for her many habits. He always pushed her over her limits which overwhelmed her. It made sense why [Name] always felt nervous during her daily tests. Why she always hated going anywhere near the gate. Why nostalgia and deja vu hit her frequently. Little pieces started to come together. Especially those words that came out of Mason's very own lips.

"...this would have never happened!"

"...shouldn't have been so selfish!"

"I just wanted the best for you!"

"Don't you dare forget me!"

"I was an escapee." [Name] sat back onto the chair and looked up. "I could've left here a long time ago. But as he said, it was all my fault." [Name] began to feel the burden she had carried all along. It got heavier as time went on and she never realized.

"Huh?" Ray looked at her confusingly.

"Nothing," [Name] soon realized the time and panicked. "We should go see Mom now."

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