Exulansis #JustWriteIt #EarthLove

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I murmured and tossed uncontrollable, trying to free myself from this thing that hung on to me so tightly and won't let go.

"Zaria..." That same distant voice returned.

I popped open one eye, fearing what I would see. All I saw was darkness before me. I laid still for a few more seconds, still afraid of what I might see. I tried to lift myself up but something was wrapped tightly around me, pinning me down. Oh no. What'd that thing do to me?!

I tossed and turned, trying to get the thing off me, trying to escape this prison. I grabbed for something nearby to use to slap this thing away from me but all my hand grabbed was thin air. I felt myself getting pinned down tighter, and I could feel the obstacle moving closer and closer towards me, pinning me down more. I gasped for air, preparing myself to scream, but terror and fear overwhelms my effort, and the ability to make a sound eludes me.

"Zaria. Tsk tsk tsk," an amusingly dangerous voice breathed down the back of my neck. I could feel the hair on my skin standing at attention from fear. Something that felt like a hand brushed my hair away and had a finger pressed against my cheek, rubbing its way across my jaw and down my neck threateningly. I so wanted to box the hand away, but I couldn't move. I decided to save what little energy I had left for the right time. I laid still trying my best not to flinch. Let's hope these sons of monkey stars are some psycho people who got entertained by people's struggles.

"Giving up already Zar?!" The voice laughed teasingly. "I don't know you as a quitter hun."

I heard a door squeak and I could feel the body of the thing that held me down, turn towards the direction of the door, loosening its grip on me.

"What the hell are you doing?" A male's voice whisper shouted.

The person that was pinning me down was trying desperately to coax him to calm down, and at every coaxing, it-which I conjured to be a girl-slackened it's grip against me.

At just the right moment, I flip turned on my back in a jiffy, smashing my elbow into the person's skull, right above the temple. I slammed my right palm in her face, smashing her nose. She turned and jumped on the bed in a split second, hovering over me and grabbing me by the throat and pushing me down further into what I later gathered was a bed. My hands flailed, slapping her in the face. She turned her face away and I tried desperately to grab on to her hair, while trying to breathe. Eventually I coughed heavily, slapped her hard in the face and spat wildly at her. She let go of my throat, grabbed my hair and dragged my head upwards, forcing me to stare into her eyes, almost as if she's daring me to do it again.

"Enough Akravia!" the same male voice from before boomed. It spelled authority. Akravia?! But I know that name.

"Ah come on Zakrash. I was having fun," she pouted mockingly, lifting herself from over me while throwing me a dirty glance. Zakrash? How did they end up here?!

I brushed my shorts off and dragged myself up, taking in my surroundings. Somehow I felt out of place, yet I felt okay.

Before I could ask where I was, Akravia shrugged "No worries. It'll come back to you in the next hour or so." With that, she gave me wave off her hand, willing me to follow her.

Like who the hell does she think I am?! I stood still, watching her leave the room grumbling to herself so loudly. Somehow I forgot the dude that was leant against the door jam. I watched him through the corners of my eyes, watching me.

"Zaria, go freshen up. The counselor wants to see you."

Not again! And that's when everything rushed back in my mind.

*****

"For the nth time, there is no freaking place called Earth!" Travark, the head counsel yelled at me.

I glared at him, willing him to explain all this to me.

"Look Zaria, you said your sister is dead, and you only have one sister, her name isn't even Melissa. Her name is Aruva. And she's pretty much alive and kicking. You see her everyday then go back to the same crazy thing about this dream again," he said tiredly.

"I know that. I know all of that," I answered. But how do you explain the memories that flood my minds when I'm up. The memories of a life I know nothing about.

At that moment, Aruva entered the counselor's office, throwing me a look of pity and fear. I didn't miss that look of guilt in her eyes like when someone was gonna do something they think was for your best but they knew you wouldn't like it.

I throw her a questioning look but she refused to look me in the eyes. What's this girl up to now?!

She went over to Travark and whispered something in his ears and he nodded and Mmm as responses to whatever she was saying to him. I raised an eyebrow at them and folded my arms while leaning against the wall, demanding an explanation.

After a while, which I guess couldn't have been a minute, Aruva turned to leave the room, walking quickly with her head door. When she reached the door to exit, she turned her head towards me and I heard her whisper "I'm sorry Zarie" and with that she disappeared.