''That was very good, 13-2,'' Papa Brand is praising, as he exits Lamark's room. ''We made good progress today.'' Lamark looks anything but pleased as he nods. "Thank you, Papa Brand," he replies, eyes darting nervously about. Whatever Lamark is uncomfortable about, it's lost on Papa Brand who walks towards the elevator. When he reaches the doors, he presses his watch against the blank surface where a call button would normally be. Ten seconds later, there's a ding from the door, but it doesn't open till Papa Brand presses his watch against the surface again. As he walks inside, he pulls a key from his pocket. Fae is standing guard at the wall, near the elevator, but a bit further down, waiting for it to shut close. When it does, she begins walking towards the door labelled ''13-2''. She knocks on the door, before opening it immediately.''Yo, 13-2, Lamark. I need to have a chat with you.'' Fae says, in a low tone. The orange-eyed youth looks up from where he's sitting at the edge of his bed. He looks tired and worried. "Oh, hello 13-7. Um. Fae," he greets her, though only adding the last bit after looking around. "What do you need?" Fae walks in, and shuts the door behind her. She walks over to the bed, standing about a meter from Lamark. ''So, Lamark. Your little friend, you were speaking about? remember him?'' Fae crosses her arms, looking down at Lamark. Lamark eyes Fae with a guarded, speculative look, before answering: "10-9, you mean? Yes, I remember him. I told you about him, so isn't it obvious that I remember him?" Lamark glances briefly at the transparent wall and then at the door, before fixing his eyes on Fae again.
Fae rolls her eyes. ''Cut it, Kiddo. Don't you play smart with me.'' She takes a deep breath, before continuing. ''I know him too, Lamark. well,, i remember him. He was in the news, if you know what that is. He's dead, Lamark.'' She gets a sudden look of Sympathy in her eyes. "Dead?" Lamark questions, not only because he has to come to terms with some bad news, but because he has to process the bad news to understand them. He sits quietly for a few seconds."How do you know him now? You didn't, when I told you about him," he asks. Fae runs her hand on her neck. ''Listen, kid. I'm sorry for your loss. I know about him from... my visions.'' She looks around, trying to avoid eye contact. Lamark raises an eyebrow and clenches his fists. He sits in silence for a few more seconds, just looking at Fae. Then he sighs and rolls his eyes. "I can't read you. Stella would be able to. So tell me, 13-7, Fae, what can you see about me? Papa Brand has been very happy the past week and I'm afraid I might be Fetched, soon. Unless I figure out how not to be," he confesses. Fae sighs silently, ''Look, Lamark. i can't just ''see'' something about you. It takes time. You won't be taken, k? we gotta make sure you don't.'' She squeezes his arm.
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Children of the New Dawn n-logy: Book 1 - Facilitated.
Fantasy"Walk in the world of those gifted, and live life as they do with what may be a curse. Years later, children have been diagnosed with strange abilities and live their lives serving for others. Forgetting and leaving their old selves in the past. Unt...
