Dreamers

Overwhelming memories

Sams pov.

"Come on Sam! I dare you to lie , they'll never know I promise " she says laughing and urging me on .  We were in a field just beyond our house's sight. I was swinging on a wooden bored and rope that Lucy made for me when I was seven. After that it turned into our place where we would to talk. "Isn't lying bad?" I ask. I thought the guilt of carrying  a lie would kill me. Seeing my hurt and concerned look , Lucy cups my face. "Listen Sam. This world isn't what we think it is. Its filled with lies and greed. We will keep each other safe and look out for each other. No matter what . Got it ?"  She says looking for a reassuring look in my face. I nod and she smiles. I didn't really understood what she meant but I didn't understand what she meant by those words . Her smile fades as she looks at me a little longer then usual. " Find out what they are hiding if I cant. Lie when you need to and do what you have to . Always " She says. looking behind herself and then back at me. I figured it was make sure no one was near us. " Why are you telling me this ?" I asked confused. "Just in case " She says nodding. " Now-" she starts, fixing my collar " I have to get to my internship , go home and save me a seat on the couch ok ?"  she asks. " Got it "  I say and turn to go .

That was the last time I ever saw her. I was only 15 year old boy and didn't think much about her words . It was only in my darkest moments that her words made sense.

It only seems to be the darkest moments of our life is when the words we were once told , made sense. What ever she was doing in that lab had a possibility of danger. After Lucy graduated, and went missing, I found  her partner Malum Ignavus. But his answers were short or "Wasn't allowed to say under code #739 restrictions.", which basically meant He didn't want to answer or used the excuse of the government, that he couldn't say anything. I had never liked him, he was a trouble making self centered brat, but i thought he would at least have the common decency to give me information on my sister-His partner.  Only then did i know the only way to get answers was to get them myself. 

It was every moment of planning to get answers did i see the look in her eyes of that day, and now I saw the same look deep in Morgan's eyes. Fear and the need of reassurance. But along with that I  saw confusion and I shared those same feelings.

How the hell were we on Floor 3 ? Seconds before we were just in her backyard.

"How is this possible?"  she mumbles in astonishment 

''Trying to figure that one out myself" I mutter standing up .

I walk over and hold my hand out to Morgan, who first thinks about it before grabbing my hand to lift her up off the ground. I smile to myself at her innocence .  She was only a curious girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I managed to drag her deeper and almost felt bad of what id done.

Almost.

But the deep truth was, I didn't want to do this alone and  needed help finding answers to Lucy. Doing all this would drive a single man mad and frankly, standing in Floor 3 made me feel that way.

"What time is it ?" she asks.  I search around the room and its connected halls to find a clock.

12:00 pm.

What ? It was maybe three in the morning  when we took those pills and  felt like only minutes , not hours ..

Morgan had shown up behind me and was most likely thinking the same thing. She was much shorter than me, maybe 5'5?

" If its noon , then where are the workers?" she suddenly asks and she had a point .

Where were they ?

Before I could say a word, she walks quickly to a whiteboard , examining it closely. The look on her face fit so finely, and I only imagined how much time she spent studying these boards for the correct answer. I knew her parents were high up and expected great things, something I could never do for my parents. Although I envied her in that way, I knew Lucy wouldn't. She worked so hard and spent so many hours with Malum. Becoming the top of her class, Malum followed behind her but he was no where near what Lucy could do. Only she wasn't in it for the same reasons. Lucy wanted answers and now I wanted answers for her.

"What is it ?" I ask

Her brows furred together , looking at every detail making sure she didn't miss a thing.

"This math equation. It was on floor three" she says and I give her a confused look. With all the studying he did  I would have thought Morgan would have come up with something better then that.

"Your point ?"

" Its answered. There is an answer on this. Earlier, there wasn't . " she explains ,pointing to the bored. Her tone getting more worked up with fear and confusion.

"So someone answered it ? Morgan what are you implying?" I ask , feeling as if I was in a game of twenty questions.

"My parents went to check on the brake in , along with many other high standard people, a math problem wouldn't be their main intentions when they got there. "

 I walk a little closer to examine her point.

The hand writing was different and the answer was written by someone other then the person who wrote the problem.

"Why do you write your threes backwards Lucy" I ask looking at her number three.  She smiles." Do you see anyone else doing that way?" she asks looking up from her work she had spending hours on . "No .." I answer thinking if anyone I knew did that. They didn't.  " Be a little different sometimes Sam, this world is boring . Make it fun " But i didn't know how to be different. It was so much easier to do what we were told and Lucy would have no part of it. "What makes me different?" I ask. " The secret behind that is everything. No one person is alike. We just pretend to be."  she replied.

The three was backwards...

"No" I mutter in astonishment , backing away. There was no way that Lucy had answered this.

"What?" she asked looking back at the bored as if she missed something.

 Is it the 3 ?" she asks

I explain to her my memory of Lucy and she shook her head.

"Ok. This doesn't add up . I don't understand"  she says looking around the room for more answers.

 I didn't know what to do with all the things I was finding out and million questions ran through my head.

Staring at the backwards three...

I knew I was going to get an answer for all of them . I had never been so sure in my life.