Chapter Five

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After being sedated again, Jay and Stevie woke up in a sort of room of sorts, though this one was more like a home. It had a desk, a bunk bed (jay was on top), a bean bag, a carpeted rug, two bathrooms, two closets, and a door.

"Comfy." Jay said, hopping down from the bed. "Let's see what's outside."

Stevie looked worried as Jay opened the door, then gasped. Before them was a big sort of central area; in the middle of the field was a light gray stone fountain. There was a brick path leading up to it, and around it there were four rooms. In between one pair rooms, there were two restrooms. In between another, there was a library. There was a large archway nearby that said 'cafeteria'.

Leaning against the fountain, there was a guy in a suit that looked way fancier tan Al's. He had a spectacle and two white wings that were way bigger than Jay's, and made her think, 'Canadian Goose'.

He had gray eyes and neat black hair, and he also had a white tie. He had a black and gray stripes tail, like a raccoon's, and black ears. Talking to him was a blond-haired girl with strangely orange eyes. She had long hair and a pair of dingo ears. She had a curled scorpian tail as well. She wore a sweatshirt and had multiple bracelets on, as well as a pair of stinger-shaped earings.

Jay and Stevie alked over to them. "Hey!" Stevie cried. "Who're you? I'm Stevie!" Her ears twitched.

The guy in the suit raised his eyebrows. "Goose. Goose Rayfeather, though my friends call me GooseFather."

"Your suit is fancier than Al's. I respect that." Jay said. "I'm Jay."

"Nice to meet you." Goose grinned.

"I'm Aelia." The girl said. She had her arms crossed. "We can't be the only ones here, right?"

Jay shrugged. "I think I might go take a nap. I'm still pretty tired."

"Oh, yeah.." Stevie blinked. "Does it still hurt?"

Jay shook her head, despite her major headache. It was fading, so Stevie didn't need to know.

"What?" Goose looked confused.

"Nothing." Jay answered before Stevie could. "Bye."

"Uh...bye."

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