The other two had dressed accordingly. Lexa wore her long black robe and Clarke wore her petrol-coloured sweater with the black, slightly longer leather jacket. She was Skikru, and she showed it while Lexa and I represented Trikru. I wasn't so sure if I was allowed to do so but I guessed that it was okay since even Indra had called my Trikru.
I have never felt as strong as I did now. I tooka deep breath, looked at the others and followed them to the bunker. Next to usthree, Murphy, Emori and Indra came with us. For a short period of time Iwished to see Octavia supporting us but I knew that this wouldn't happen.Murphy pulled the little metal stick out of the ground and opened thesubterranean room. Without any further explanations we already walked into theadjacent room where the computer was located.
This time, we knew exactly what to do. A few minutes late the ground started vibrating again. ''ste yuj '' the mysterious voice called out. And this time I didn't need any further translation. No, I knew those words too well and so did Clarke and Lexa.
This were Gustus's last words before Lexa had pushed a sword into his chest after he tried to poison her so she wouldn't agree to build an alliance with the Sky people. He wanted her to stay strong and so did the computer wanted us to keep being strong. In my mind I added one last sentence, ''We won't disappoint you. We will stay strong and we will give our best.'' Slowly I started getting nervous again and my hands were shaking. Was I really the right person to carry the hope of humanity on my shoulders? But before I could continue to think about it, a huge blue circle appeared. The portal. It was similar to the one in Bardo only the colour had changed from green to blue. Out of an intention, I came a little closer to the bright light, looked back at the others and step into the portal.
''It doesn't end here!''
Somehow those words seemed to fit at that moment. Before the surroundings disappeared from my sight, I heard Lexa. ''May we meet again Sonheda.'' I closed my eyes and told myself at least five times, that I was ready. Of course I was scared I'd never see the people I love again but my thoughts got interrupted by a huge explosion around me. I carefully opened my eyes to find myself in a huge room full of butterflies. I had never seen some in real life but Octavia did and she described them well. They looked exactly the way I imagined them to be. They were really beautiful. The room was blue and reminded me of the portal that brought me here. But I knew that this definitely wasn't Penance. I frightened, was I at the wrong place? Where were the others. Had something gone wrong?
I screamed for help but it was hopeless. There was nobody who could have heard me. I was completely alone. Trapped in a blue prison, surrounded by a bunch of butterflies. Could it get any worse? I ran to the other edge of the room, almost fell over my dress, only to realize that there was no way I could escape this. For a second, I thought about this room as my Mindspace. Clarke had told me about it the other day. Was that possible? Could it be true that I was dead? Only that thought made me tremble.
After many times trying to escape this nightmare, I gave up, sat down on the floor and began to imagine how to paint the butterflies as realistic as possible. If this was really my Mindspace, it must be possible to create things in here. At least it was worth a try. So I closed my eyes and thought of the painting objects I had in the tower. To be honest, I didn't dare to open my eyes at all. Could I really be dead now? Never see Clarke again or Lexa and Emori? Once I took a deep breath and then I had certainty. In front of me was a medium-sized canvas, several pots full of paint, a glass of water, brushes and a cloth. How could that be possible? A tear ran down my cheek. I was dead.
Perspective Clarke kom Skikru:
The bunker definitely wasn't my favourite place but it fascinated me. I was really nervous but that was nothing compared to how shocked I felt, seeing my sister again. It's been only two days where I haven't seen her but in this short period of time she had changed completely. Already how she wore the commanders robe was so different. Tara never had much self-confidence at all. Now she walked by with her short brown hair and the dress like a real commander, like Lexa. Of course I was happy for her but I had problems to believe that this really was my little sister. When Indra called her the second representative of Trikru, I was once and for all confused. What had happened while I was in Sanctum? The last time I had seen Tara, she seemed very childish and vulnerable. Now I was faced with a young, strong, self-confident woman. I was really afraid that I couldn't recognize my own sister anymore. Had Sheidheda done more to her than we knew?
I just didn't want to believe it. Couldn't I just dream, then wake up and nothing ever happened? I knew I had always wanted more self-confidence for my sister but still, Tara felt like a stranger to me and not like my family. She wasn't cold and distant to me like Madi, but she did not behave much like I knew my little sister.
Lexa and Tara knew exactly what they had to do, like a real team. As soon as the chains were placed next to the computer and the machine had stopped talking to us in Trig, a blue portal opened. It was cold. The anomaly that brought us to Bardo, on the other hand, embodied a warm green light. While this one seemed unfriendly and not really welcoming. Just as I was trying to warn my sister to be careful, she stepped closer to the portal and disappeared into it. The only thing I could understand was
''It doesn't end here."
I wanted to grab Tara's arm and pull her back, but it was too late. The blue light had already swallowed her.
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