The fog

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"We know you are there... Girl." The guards pace around the room, feeling along the walls. The officers look around, scowling.

They all have feathered wings,nothing too special. But that does mean they are very persistent.

"We are not playing a game! Show yourself immediately or the king will sort you out!"
I tingle travels up my spine.

"Hey Max! Come here! Urrgh, someone get Max!"

That name rings a bell. But who is he again? I mentally slap my self. There is no time for matching names to faces, I need to get out! But what will happen to me if I do? Should I just show myself? But what if I go crazy again? What if I crush someone else's wing? What to do! So many things could happen...

I stand up as silently as I can, being very stupid and forgetting about a very important thing. The camera.

I hear the guards talking into headsets, people frantically running about. Suddenly heavy footsteps walk my way. "HEY! C'MERE YOU LITTLE... IS MAX HERE YET!?" Muffled answers. "I ASKED HIM TO BE HERE.. WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?"

I have the perfect opportunity to get away, so I sieze it. Quietly I walk around the room, avoiding the men around me. They are bickering like little girls about this Max. I want to let out a giggle but I keep myself concealed, cloaked in darkness.

The door is so close... I'm almost there, inching my way around.

Suddenly I feel cold. A sudden blast of freezing air slaps me in the face. Its like a fog, surrounding me. Just like this fog of unanswered questions, floating around me, taunting me. I'm so lost in my tangle of thoughts, that I don't realize a hand taking hold of my arm. I don't realize the cold grey eyes, or the pink wings. I don't realize Kim.

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