Beyond the home

Chapter 8: Chase

Nooshy somehow fell asleep, since she was awoken by a sun shining through the sunblinds. She rubbed her eyes, still getting used to that she had hands, and not paws, although she preferred hands. She still hated the watch strapped to her wrist, as it made everything harder.

She stood up and made her way to the bathroom to freshen herself up. As she put some water on her face, she looked up to face the mirror. Till now she hadn't had the chance to properly look at herself. She was really pretty, and that was something she lacked when she was a cat.

Maybe...even Johnny would like me more. Nooshy thought, running her hand through her silky silver hair. If I stay like this.

She left the bathroom, picked up the mess she had there, and walked out of the room. She threw the garbage in her hands into a bin and walked down to meet the lazy receptionist.

"Here, thanks for the room," Nooshy said, handing her the key and walking away.

She had been thinking more before she fell asleep. The patterns in the watch indicate something. 

First was the location. It will teleport her just where she should be, which was strange. 

Second was the time. She had different time gaps between teleportation, but they all lead that someone in about 30 minutes would save her if she hadn't teleported. 

And third was...well, she will blame it on god. Because she still didn't know if her stress anxiety, or anything had to do with it, blaming god was a thing she liked.

But now, there she was, at the train station, thinking about what should she do next. She had the money to travel, and she had money to have the chance to contact anyone, but she chose not to. 

She looked up at the departures, looking at the leaving trains. She had many options, one option she had was to go to Bratislava. 

Let's try the London one. She thought and walked up to the machine, and bought herself a ticket. While looking at it, another flash appeared out of nowhere. She knew that she was followed, but by who?

Ignoring it, she walked away from the machine and walked up to the platform, where the train was supposed to arrive. Soon, the fast train arrived on the platform, almost knocking her down. She walked inside, easily finding a seat.

But at that same moment, sharp pain in her abdomen appeared out of nowhere. She hissed in pain, thankful that not many people were there to see her grabbing her stomach out of pain.

Great, just great. She thought, as the pain slowly faded away. I should go and meet a doctor.

But then, a thing she wasn't expecting; an announcement coming from the station...

"Diese Station ist gesperrt. Bitte bleiben Sie ruhig und verlassen Sie Ihren Zug nicht! This station is being locked down. Please stay calm and do not exit your train!" Came from the station. 

What is happening now? She thought, seeing other people walking up to the window. She joined them too and saw a giant, almost alien-looking ship descending. People started recording it, taking pictures of it.

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Sweetie opened her eyes, seeing sunlight shining on the floor in front of her. She felt that a blanket was placed over her, and also felt that all of her gear was taken down. She lifted herself up, and let out a yawn. 

Where the hell am I? She thought, looking around. The large couch she was laying on, the gray cat laying on the opposite side, and the large TV and photos on the shelves were nothing like the seats where she fell asleep. It looked like a living room, but where no expense was kept back.