The Omnis Chronicles I :The Ilaky hunters

CHAPTER IV:THE ALIEN IN THE CLOSET

PEPPER

I had never seen Liam so worried about me. It was really surprising to see him venture into the forest, which he barely knows, just to make sure I was okay. I didn't even think he would believe me when I told him I wasn't hiding anything. I did it for his own good: he couldn't know what, or rather, who, I had brought home. Not that I knew either. I just knew that my brother would panic and complicate everything if I told him the whole truth.

With this thought, I got out of bed and headed toward the closet, which had become a sort of secret hiding place for the object of this surreal situation. With a deep sigh, I opened the doors and saw the girl lying on her side, still unconscious. My mind flashed back to the moment I found her, recalling the explosion, the panic, and the decision to bring her home. The image of the girl, with her long snow-white hair and golden skin, was etched in my memory. She seemed to belong to another dimension, far from my everyday reality.

After reopening my eyes from the explosion, I believed what I had seen was a figment of my imagination. There hadn't been some sort of forest magic, I hadn't seen anything come out of that supernatural oval, I hadn't lost consciousness, and I certainly hadn't helped what appeared to be a girl with glowing white hair, injured and on the verge of fainting. But then, with an incredible sense of urgency, I found myself facing a reality far more extraordinary than I had imagined.

When I first saw her, I was incredulous, with a hundred questions crowding my mind. The girl, on the verge of losing consciousness, seemed to want to say something, but she didn't have time: she fainted. At that moment, without thinking twice, I tried to take her upstairs and hide her in a safer place. The sense of responsibility had overwhelmed me, and the fear of being discovered fueled my sense of urgency.

The girl in the closet was still unconscious, but her long hair had faded from a shimmering gray to a light, almost matte black. However, the color of her skin remained the same, maintaining that caramel tone I had noticed right away. She wore a torn black jumpsuit made of a material that seemed to belong to another world, a kind of flexible metallic fabric that reflected light in strange and fascinating ways. The fabric seemed to change color depending on the angle from which you viewed it, showing shades of blue and green that sparkled like distant stars.

The metal pendant she wore around her neck was particularly mysterious. It was made of a shiny silver metal, with a slightly irregular surface that seemed to pulse with its own light. Every now and then, it emitted small flashes, as if it held a deep and mysterious secret. The pendant was hung on a thin chain that sparkled like threads of light. This object, so enigmatic and alien, seemed to be the focal point of the entire situation.

She looked human, if it weren't for the purple blood trickling from the wound on her left leg. I took her with the utmost care and laid her on the bed. Her skin was warm to the touch, a sign that she was alive, but the blood, an unusual color, made me think she was part of a completely different biology. Then I went downstairs, trying to make as little noise as possible. Each step made my heart beat faster, almost wanting to jump out of my chest. The house was quiet, except for the faint creaks of the floorboards under my feet. I tried not to make noise, but occasionally a step creaked, and my heart skipped a beat. I stopped, holding my breath, listening carefully for any sign of Liam or Grandma waking up. But everything remained quiet. A mix of anxiety and adrenaline coursed through me, making each movement more careful and controlled.

Upon reaching the bathroom, I slowly opened the cabinet and took out gauze and disinfectant. I moved as if handling fragile objects, aware that a mistake could reveal everything. Every item, every bottle of disinfectant, seemed to weigh an extra kilo, and my breath was labored as I returned to my room.