The Modern Adam and Eve

Chapter 6

When she opened her eyes, confusion enveloped her. She had no idea where she was or what surrounded her. The room, the bed, the chair, the window—everything was foreign. The sunlight filtering through the curtains and the distant sound of mockingbirds singing in the morning felt utterly unfamiliar. She couldn't even grasp who or what she was. There was a complete void of recognition or understanding of her surroundings.

As she crawled out of bed, she didn't stand; instead, she moved like an infant, her hands patting the floor with tentative curiosity. Her wide eyes took in the world as if it were a brand-new experience, each touch accompanied by a look of bewilderment.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a figure entered. Panic surged through her, and she scrambled into the corner of the room, desperately seeking refuge from the newcomer. Little did she know, there was no reason to fear this person.

"Good morning." The woman said with a warm smile. "I'm glad to see you awake."

She noticed the trembling figure crouched in the corner, wide-eyed and fearful.

"Oh no, please don't be afraid." The woman continued gently. "I won't hurt you. My name is Vagatha. I brought you here last night because I wanted to help."

The woman remained silent, her gaze fixed on Vagatha.

"Can you speak?" Vagatha asked, concern creeping into her voice. "Do you understand English? Spanish? Hola, ¿cómo te llamas?"

Still, there was no response.

Vagatha took a cautious step closer, extending her hand in a gesture of peace. The woman flinched, swatting Vagatha's hand away. In a moment of instinct, she stood and attempted to flee. But Vagatha quickly grasped her arm.

"Wait! You can't just run out there! If my master finds you, we'll both be thrown out!"

In response, the woman erupted in a frenzied rage, fighting with all her might to escape Vagatha's grip, screaming silently as if she were a wild child.

"Please, I'm not trying to hurt you! I just—"

SLAP! The woman's hand connected with Vagatha's face, and she stumbled back, pressing her fingers to her lip, which was now stained with blood. Anger flared within her.

"Oh no! There will be none of that! Not with me!"

With newfound determination, Vagatha seized the woman again, channeling her strength and fury. When the woman attempted to strike her once more, Vagatha retaliated, delivering a sharp slap back. The woman fell to the floor, shock etched across her face as she looked up at Vagatha.

"That's what you get when you hit me!" Vagatha declared, her voice firm. "Raise a hand or a foot to me and I'll do the exact same to you! I promise you that!"

The woman's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of fear and confusion flashing across her face. Then she broke down crying. Crying and sobbing, once more behaving like a little baby.

Vagatha watched as the woman's defenses crumbled, the defiance in her eyes replaced by vulnerability. The sobs filled the room, echoing against the walls that felt like they were closing in. It was a heartbreaking sound, one that tugged at Vagatha's heartstrings. Yet she would still remain firm. Firm but gentle.

"Now, now, there's no need for that." Vagatha said, kneeling beside her. "I didn't hit you that hard."

She wrapped her arms around the woman, who attempted to fight back once more. This time, Vagatha accompanied her embrace with gentle pats and soothing caresses on her cheeks and hair. Gradually, the woman's sobs began to subside, and she turned to Vagatha, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and wonder.