The Isdïra Complex

Eagle

She found herself in a skyscraper with walls made of windows. The eagle had torn her into the room at the Isdïra Complex and when she had landed in the skyscraper she'd aged by at least 25 years.
Floods of past memories filled her mind and violently tore her into the other one of her lives she'd already lived. Memories of her being the leader of an organisation called the Isdrad - so the people who'd possibly kill her at the Complex. Memories of her giving orders to her employees of taking lives of the innocent.
The truth felt so uncomfortable, but it explained everything: Miranda had been an Isdrad and the main goal those people wanted to reach was to find immortality. At least it was like that back then.
Miranda wore a black blazer and same-color pants. In this part of the world at this time she didn't care about the eagle which had brought her to this place - while another part of her did. It was so confusing because since her younger self had arrived here in the skyscaper, there were two personalities of her controlled by only one woman.
She sat at a desk and had a mild smile on her face when another woman entered the room.
"They have been executed two days ago, just as you wished," the other woman said. She had long, black and curly hair that ended at her chest. "We also took their years of course."
The young Miranda that was now part of who sat at the desk didn't understand what that meant - but no one was here to explain it to her, so she just kept following the conversation.
"Good job, Kady," the older version of Miranda replied. "I'll tell Tuluk about it. He knows where to store the elixirs. Let me take a look at them." She stretched her arm for the test glass Kady now took from one of the inner pockets of her jacket.
There was a turquoise light captured in it and it flowed up and down as if it had its own life. At the top of the test glass was a cork so that it couldn't escape.
Then Miranda looked at her employee with first signs of disappointment looming in her eyes. "Have you taken the years in the moment they died?"
"It wasn't me who..."
"Who was it then?"
"It was Caleb," Kady answered. "Caleb and Tennert, to be more exact."
Miranda shook her head while her younger self didn't know why - not yet. "Why haven't you taken their years? You know how to do it!"
"The police somehow got behind our plan... They found out about everything and..."
Miranda didn't move a muscle in her face and Kady could only dream of that it didn't mean what she thought of - but the dream was just an utopian illusion: "Here's what you're gonna do: Drive first to Caleb's, then to Tennert's house and cut their necks with a knife when they sleep." The older Miranda got up and as the younger one was stuck inside the same body she got up as well. "I'll look at their addresses. Make it quick because we don't want to have a police following us anywhere, you understand?"
"Yes."
"Do you understand?" Miranda had raised her voice so that she yelled.
"Yes!" All that Kady wanted was her nightmare to end. Too bad that it was part of her life now.
"Then do as I told you!"
Finally, younger Miranda woke up from her own nightmare, thankful that she could escape from it. Once more she saw the skyscraper before her eyes, this time from the outside. It had one red symbol which was placed at every third floor of the building - a symbol of an eagle flapping its wings.
This time there was no eagle carrying her back into the room.
Miranda figured that it wasn't done yet: Again she saw that man at the swimming pool in front of her eyes - the one who almost made her drown when she wanted to have fun with her friends at the age of ten.
She felt water in her lungs and believed that was also what she spat on the floor when she once and for all woke up.
"Miranda, are you alright? It's time to wake up!"
It was Jessa. She stood there right in front of her at the room which Miranda now left. Her arms reached around Jessa's shoulders, ending up in a gentle hug. "I'm so glad you're here." No matter how less she knew the other person, Miranda didn't care because a hug was all she needed after the past couple of days.
Jessa obviously had something else on her mind though. She stepped back to look Miranda in her eyes. "I'm glad you're here, too." She paused, not knowing how to tell what she wanted to tell.
"What's the matter?"
Jessa raised her eyebrows, still not sure what she wanted to say until she just began to talk: "It's about the Isdrad. They could kill you in every moment in which you're here and there's no option for you to get the control over your life back completely unless you escape."
The girl who had arrived at the Isdïra Complex only a week ago was tired of such news. "Then you probably know how to get out?"
"Why do you think so?"
"How long have you been here? Five years? Ten? You must know how to escape this hell."
"Yes, but..."
"But what?"
Jessa sighed. "You'll die if you try."