𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 (𝟏)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟖

My eyes struggle to focus on one thing when everything around me is possibly the most extraordinary thing I've ever witnessed.

Every color is vivid. Nothing is dead, But instead thriving. Kimberly must be the one keeping everything healthy. I think? My brain still can't grasp onto the fact people have superhuman abilities. That I have superhuman abilities.

But I have to force myself to believe in these things. Especially when everything in me screams that this isn't real, that I never escaped that place and everything wasn't a lie but in fact the truth and that I'll die there. My mind still believes I'm dreaming.

It wouldn't be the first time I thought things were real when they were in fact not. I spent my days daydreaming about unrealistic, magical things that would never be real. And I spent my nights actually sleeping. Sleeping was my favorite part of the day because I used it to escape.

We stayed on a gravel path and passed a various amount of wooden house/cabins of some sort, they were made from dark oak, and had green vines trailing the structure. One much like the one I am staying in, although not quite.

It was like their very own village, except there wasn't any villagers from what I could see. Is this the life I imagined outside of that habitat? No, not even close. Everything is so different than how my brain imagined it.

I wish I wore something more flowy. The sun is beating down on me, and the air is still muggy from the morning dew. Creating the worst combination—Humidity. I hate it, so much.

"How far are we?" I ask, turning to look at him. "Not far, it's just up here." He responds, nodding forward.

I look forward to see possibly the death of me: A Hill.

I sigh, mentally preparing myself for this. I can't physically prepare myself for something I will struggle to do, so instead I mentally prepare myself for failure. Nothings wrong with self honesty.

We hike up the steep hill, I almost slide backward halfway through, But thankfully I don't—Thank god. And we make it to the large wooden set of gates.

Kai walks up to it first, He turns back to face me. And uses his back to push it open, while sparing me a crooked smile and a wink. I can't help the heat that creeps up my neck, It's embarrassment. Yeah okay.

I follow him through the gates, and As soon as I make it one foot through the gate my breath is taken away when a knife flies right past me. Barely missing my cheek as it lands on the wooden post behind me.

In a state of panic I stumble to my left, and directly onto kai. I clutch his arm, ignoring the way it makes the balance of the tray in his hand loosen. My heart races through my chest, affecting my breathing.

I look forward with wide eyes. "I am so sorry!" Says a unfamiliar girl, Her skin is a light shade of brown, She has brown kinky curly hair that reaches above her shoulders, with two pairs of blue eyes, and two toned lips.