Jeanne - Book 1- The Oracle

Chapter 3

In The Technology Room

I can't make anything out... Is that a mirror... A person... Who is that? I don't know, but she's staring at me. I don't know why. What did the man say? Jeanne? My head hurts... The light and dark whirl before me and then melt together, like they're one. Where am I? What's happening? Rob?

'Are you all right?'

She opens her eyes. Rob is standing before her, one eyebrow raised in his own worried way. Behind him she can see the outline of a blue, metal door, almost not visible against the dark background.

'Yeah. Yeah, I think so' Her head hurt, but she didn't remember what happened. Like that's a surprise. There was... A mirror? And red eyes, staring at her... She shuddered.

Rob looked at her suspiciously for another moment before turning around. He got a set of keys out of his pocket and tried one little, white key, which weirdly enough looked like it had been made of marmer. Meanwhile he started to talk again.

'I know what made you forget all of what has happened. We need to go through this fastly, we don't have that much time. It's almost 'night'' He turned the key and opened the door.

'Why do you say night that way? And... And from what do I have no idea?'

'It's hard to explain. Now shut up for a moment'

She just wanted to say something back when she stepped through the door. She held her breath and closed her eyes; The white that surrounded her everywhere almost blinded her after the dark hallway.

When she felt that she could look again she opened her eyes and looked around. It was a conference hall-like room, with an oval, white table in the middle, white rectangle tables placed all around the edges of the chamber where all sort of things stood on, and all around the walls there was a big screen, but it was probably turned off right now. At the other side stood a blackboard, and someone stood before it.

From everything in the room, she was with distance the most colourfull and attention drawing. She wore a short, white dress, but another sort of white dan elsewhere in the room, with little black spots on it. Over that she had on a blue denim jacket with little fake-diamonds on it- or were they real? She also wore bright red high heels, and in her lightbrown hair that layed loosely over her shoulders was placed a coronet made of the different coloured roses from outside.

'Noor' Rob came standing next to her. 'Turn around to welcome our new special gast'

The woman turned around and she saw the happy, a little bit child-like face of the woman with the name Noor. Her big, warm smile of was a proof of pure happiness and carefreeness, like there was no bad luck in the world. Her amber-coloured eyes shone like stars, and there was something in her face that made her think of someone, but she couldn't remember who.

'What, Robbie?', she said playfully. She walked around the table and lend against one of the chairs around it.

'Don't call me that. And not what, but who' He pushed her forward and she went pink in her white cheeks. 'Meet Jeanne'

Noor said right-sight-up when she heard that name, her eyes big and round. 'Jeanne? But I thought her dad send us a letter she wouldn't come!'

'I don't know what happened, the important thing is that she lost her memory and we need to check what I think'

'Wait, what?'

'Silence, Noor' Rob pulled her (Jeanne, apparently, but she didn't felt that way yet) past Noor and to another door at the back of the chamber. It was a little darker than the white walls, with a large silver lock. There was a small sign  pinned on the door which said 'The Technical Room'. Rob took another key from his set, this time a big, silver one.