13: Anxious

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~~~~~~~~SARA'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Imagine. Day after day, waking up, energized, never hungry.

I was getting bored.

Day after day, the same routine. Althezar had disappeared out of my life completely.

He was gone. I hadn't seen him since the day we snuck out and I wondered if he'd gotten caught. Maybe he was being punished.

Maybe he was just bored of me. 

I had been too scared to venture outside our hall. A sudden fear overcome me every time I stepped out of my room. I didn't know what was happening.

I spent most days sitting on the floor, in the corner next to the bench, day dreaming, waiting out the hours until I was finally tired enough to go back to "sleep".

I didn't dream anymore. When I went to sleep my mind just shut off. And when I woke up it felt like a time lapse, like no time went by at all.

I knew it had though.

I started to notice things. Little things. Like how my fingernails had stopped growing. In fact, every part of me was exactly the same as the day I was abducted. I even had a paper cut that never healed. It was like time was at a stand still.

I wasn't growing anymore. I wasn't changing.

I sat up straight, my back against the wall, and interlocked my fingers in front of my face. I shifted my hands back and forth, forming a zipper. My hands were about the most exciting thing lately. I separated my fingers and flexed them, staring at my palms as I curled my fingers tensing them tightly. An angry growl built up in my chest. I was becoming like an animal.

A caged animal.

I dragged my nails across the floor, making a high pitched scraping noise. My eyebrows furrowed.

I cursed under my breath.

This was a nightmare. A damn nightmare. And just when I thought things were looking up, too.

I was going slightly insane, I will admit. But I knew it could get much worse than this. This was only day nine.

I had to get out of my room.

I got up and sauntered over to the doorway. I turned the handle slowly, opened the door a crack and looked out through the slit. The coast was clear, as far as I knew. It was safe to come out, at least that's what I told myself.

I took a cautious step onto the luminescent white floor.

"There you are!" A light voice called from behind me.

I jumped. It was Selene.

"C'mon," she said, grabbing my arm and leading me down the hall.  "Someone's been worried about you."

I didn't really know what she was talking about. I followed obediently as we went into the stairwell.

"I've been waiting for you to come out for days." She complained, walking faster up the stairs.

"You could have knocked." I said. 

"I didn't know which room was yours and I wasn't about to take a guess. Some of these guys are real creeps." She muttered.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"The- Wait you don't know?" She laughed.

That made me a little scared.

After a few flights of stairs we were higher than where I'd been exploring. I hoped I wasn't in trouble. Who wanted me? I didn't want to sound stupid by asking. Selene obviously thought I should know.

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