Chapter Thirteen

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Anabella

The air around me grew cold and I rubbed my arms rummaging for heat. Mist came out of my mouth as I penetrated furthermore into this strange place. The walls surrounding me were made of a strange concrete, rock quality and yet purple lights surrounded it like when Christmas arrives and people place lights on their trees and exteriors. The lights however morphed into shapes of creatures and strange purple foliage. I hardly understood what I was seeing, but it seemed that there was a whole new world surrounding me. However, as I walked on through the strange corridor I stopped after seeing a familiar image on the wall. It was the image of a single rose.

Swish.

I tilted and saw a strong purple light coming out of an aperture a few feet away from me on my left. I walked towards it.

"Father?" I called out. I was unsure. I was afraid. I had to rationalize my fear and imagine that it was really just my father and not a strange entity or extraterrestrial as the reality of this seemed to hint. There were no such things as aliens. This had to be something else, something familiar, but unimagined. As I approached I felt the air around me growing colder. I shivered and rubbed my arms again. This time my arms had to remain crossed. I passed through the thickness of light and cold until I reached a dim shadow and what I saw terrified me. I screamed and ran out of that place. My heart pounded out of its core and I heaved, cried and shrieked.

"Oh my God," I said to myself and repeated trembling like a mantra. I covered my mouth as I tried to pass the shock. My eyes watered and I cried. What on Earth was that? I wondered still trying to take in what I had seen. My mind almost drowned in fear until I heard a small banging on a wall.

"Dad?" I asked and trotted towards the banging. I saw someone, a stranger hooded with a white robe and I wondered if it was my father.

"Dad?" I repeated touching his shoulder and the stranger turned around and looked at me. Its face was metallic and unknown to me. Blue lights peered at me and I opened my mouth in shock.

"Greetings," the robot said and it extended a metallic hand towards me half covered with a long white sleeve. I looked at it and then reached out for it. Strangely I greeted the robot feeling its cold, metallic and hard hand. Its fingers felt like grasping many thin tubes or pens at the same time.

"Greetings?" I mumbled questionably.

"My name is Rox," The robot said indifferent with my question. It either did not understand or care.

"Where is my father?" I asked it. The robot didn't answer and I wondered if it had broken down or something. I stretched my hand to touch it and it frightened me when he spoke and I jerked back.

"I prefer if you did not touch me on my face. It is disturbing to me," it said. Was this thing serious? I didn't know.

"Where is my father?" I asked again.

"I was analyzing your question and trying to search for your father, but unfortunately I do not know who your father is or where to locate him. The ship still has its technical difficulties. Our computers are working on hacking your computer mainframes, but it is a complicated procedure."

"Hacking our computer mainframes? What are you talking about?" I wondered confused and with a chill.

"The Sha is in preparation to conquer your world," the robot said as a matter of fact.

"What?" I mumbled out loud with shock.

"I have noticed that when humans are overwhelmed with disbelief they tend to ask "what"? May I ask why?" It said to me, but I ignored its question in the hope of answers.

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