Migraine

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Kat's POV

"Ow," I groan, stumbling a little bit.

"What's wrong?" Prosper asks.

"Nothing, sorry. I get these migraines every now and then."

His eyes widen. "Katerina, any pain needs to be checked immediately by a doctor. We've known that ever since we were kids!"

It takes me all I've got not to roll my eyes. Even the soldiers are wimps. How do I know that? I've never seen anything different, but somehow I feel like I'm above them. I feel smarter and more alive.

"Don't worry, Alice and James can handle our side by themselves. I'm taking you to a doctor to see what's wrong," he reassures.

"No!" I blurt out frantically. He gives me a puzzled look. I shake my head furiously, ignoring the horribly pain it shoots through my head.

"It's against the rules. Now c'mon."

I don't really have a choice. He's right, it is against the rules. Usually we wouldn't care about it, being soldiers and all. But this one could be potentially serious.

Pain is something that The Walls can't dismiss completely. But they can make it a very rare and short lived occasion.

But I don't exactly mind it. The pain helps me focus on what is real, which they try so hard to mask.

"What took you guys so long?" Alice snaps as we approach them. Her eyes widen slightly as she sees me. I look like I'm about to black out. I feel like I'm about to black out.

"Wh- what's wrong with her?" She questions nervously. She's bewildered of the fact that her own kind is experiencing any type of suffering.

"I don't know. I'm going to get her help, though," Prosper answers stoically.

Yeah, yeah. Pretend you're the hero when really you just want to get out of this boring job.

Off we go, back into the stuffy place we call home. I suddenly regret this whole thing. I don't care how much trouble I get into, I want to stay out of here as much as I can.

Which is strange. It's not like I've lived anywhere else. But here I am, hating the very place I was born in when I don't know anything better.

Well, maybe I do. I just haven't figured that out yet.

Agh. Stop thinking, Kat. Very painful.

An image flashes in front of my eyes, but disappears in a split second. I blink a few times.

Am I going crazy? Maybe I'm psychic. Maybe they tested a new upgrade on me as a soldier now, and I have psychic abilities or something. Or maybe I'm just going crazy. Have I lost my mind?

Whoa. That sounds well... crazy.

Thinking! You're thinking again!

"Katerina!" Prosper shouts desperately. He waves his hand in front of my face, making me blink a few times. By the looks of it this is most likely not the first time he has called my name. I'm just now hearing it.

That's when I collapse. Face first into the ground.

Ouch...

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