Children of the New Dawn n-logy: Book 2 - Liberated.

Chapter 7: ''Alone, but not.''

A vast void. A bright blue light in the distance. Her eyes telling her that she's falling, but she feels nothing. Turning around, Fae spots Lamark, falling with her; curled up in a fetal position, hugging himself.

 

 She was gone. He was alone. 

Then. He wasn't. His hand felt like someone was holding it.

 Curious, he straightened and inspected his hand. It was right there. He flexed the fingers, but it still felt like someone was holding it.

Click-click. Stilettos on the floor. The sound was off. There was a strange doppler effect, like she was hearing it with ears that weren't hers.

"So, Dollerhove. Your suspicion notwithstanding, what's our plan here?"

"I believe I gave all pertinent information on the conference call, Directress, but I will repeat.. Did you move this?"

"What are you on about? Yes, yes. Didn't you see me now, walking around you and pushing that tray table for no reason?"

"I know it's been moved. Either someone was in here, or... the patient did it. I think. I recommend restraints. "

He wanted to curl up again. The silence was deafening and he couldn't see anyone.He was all alone.But it still felt like someone was holding his hand.

With her eyes closed, she gripped his hand tighter, to anchor herself into the memories of Lamark.

 Holding his hand tighter and tighter, her eyes stay closed. 

 It's black, everything. So dark she can barely see her own hands.

The sound of a tornado is flocking around her ears, as she struggles to stand.

 With her hands around her head as the wind gathers around her, she noticed her left hand is chained.

 Struggling to find the sound of her voice through the rustling of the void she spoke ... 

 ''Lamark?!.. Lamark! Can you... Where are you!'' She drops a knee to the ground, disturbed by the wrestling sounds of the wind.

The grip on his hand felt tighter. 

He inspected the hand again, not seeing anything. When he flexed his fingers, it was a weird sensation; his fingers moved independently, yet felt like they were being squeezed together.Suddenly, he felt very lonely and lost.

"Stella?" He cried at the wind. "Stella, is that you? Where are you? I can't see you. I'm sorry I asked if I was your boyfriend. I..."

He stopped. He had been about to say that he didn't mean it. Somehow, that rang false to him.He sobbed.

"I don't know what's going on. Where am I?"

The wind is getting louder, and louder.

 ''Lamark It's me, Fae. You gotta wake up!''Both her knees drop to the ground. 

 ''We're leaving this place. We're not going without you!'' Yelling into the void, her head starts spinning, a loud ringing tone flushing through her ears.

The hand is starting to hurt now. It thrums in time with a pulse that isn't his. Behind it, there's another vibration.

"Wake up? I'm sleeping?"

Suddenly, the void makes so much more sense. How did he not recognize it sooner?

 The light. The light has to be Waking Up. Where is it? 

He flails about. 

There. 

 Moving towards it makes him feel sluggish, though. Is that waking up?

Loud noises and wind still flush through Fae's ears, as she gets pulled back.

 She's back. Back out with Dylan. Small objects fly around like a gush of wind hit the ground. 

Her eyes are blurry, not a single thing could be seen. 

She looks around, spotting a manly figure beside her, before her eyes start to blur even more, eventually blacking out and she falls to the ground, hitting her head on an object.

Dylan stretched out his arms and covered his face from the flying objects. 

The gush of wind that came speedily nearly made him trip over his own legs. He heard a thud hit the ground and noticed the body laying on the floor known to be Fae. The hospital bed which Lamark had been laying on moved slowly towards the left as the wheels squeaked against the floor.

 Dylan rushed to the floor and shook Fae hoping she'd wake up. "Fae don't do this to me right now.Please wake up!" He screamed and looked around the room. His chest had been on fire, and it felt as if his heart could explode right out. How were they going to clean this mess? 

Dylan realised he wouldn't be able to do this alone, and where did that noise come from? The machines that had been hooked up to Lamark beeped louder than before. The lines spiked higher and more ragged. Dylan looked at Lamark breathing much more heavily.

 "I'll be back, I promise." Dylan said to Fae before getting up and sprinting out of the room. He ran, typed in the code and left. Approaching the guards, he slowed down his movements and walked speedily towards his room. He walked in, causing the members inside to jump as he shut the door.

"Fae is knocked out and Lamark is waking up. The room is a mess. I can't do this alone. I need help." Dylan ran his hands through his hair and gripped hard onto the loose blonde strands.

"Okay, okay calm down. We can do this." Evan walked closer to Dylan, putting his hands on his shoulders and rubbing them in circular motions. 

 "We help." Sergey spoke from the back. The smaller members finally more confident they stood beside him. They nodded in agreement. The youngest girl stepped forward, brushing her blonde hair passed her eyes and looked up at Dylan with her big blue eyes. "I can help you clean." She spoke, her voice tinier than her. 

 Dylan and Evan chuckled. They all walked out of the room as they spoke through the points of the plan. They stopped at the bend of the intersection and watched the plan unfold. Sergey, the scruffy looking boy and girl argued and shouted passed the guards. Sergey got louder as the other two increased in volumes. The guards grew curious to this and approached them. They warned Sergey and the two teens as Dylan, Evan and the little girl walked passed them. 

 They jogged down the hall, and took a left to the coded door. Dylan typed in the pin and waited for the door to open. Once opened, they ran down to the room. "Oh man, what happened here?" Evan looked around the room bewildered at the clutter, the beeping and the body on the floor.

"Questions later. Take Fae, we'll clean this up." Dylan instructed and began pushing the hospital bed back to its original spot. Evan walked up to Fae, kneeled down and swung her arm over his shoulders. He lifted her up, grunting as he did and walked out of the room. "Hurry up Dee, I kinda need you alive now." Evan said nodding around the room. Dylan smiled and with that starting cleaning with the little girl.

"Stella?"

The question came as a dry croak, so softly it probably wouldn't register immediately, yet it made the tiny girl jump and squeal.

"13... Fae?" Lamark's voice was clearer now.