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Chapter 11: Chilled to the Bone

  I went to bed a zombie, no emotion, none of my usual sarcasm. I was empty. What was I doing here? I had never felt I belonged here but to find out that you have never been apart of something that you thought would be your life and you children's lives, it was crippling.

  I had never felt so alone. I shouldn't be just a guinea pig for some lab experiment. I was human, I had feelings. I could hurt too. My mom might as well be a stranger to me. I was a stranger to me. I fell asleep in a dark, dark place and I learned to call it home because I knew I would be there for a while.

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  I shuffled over to the bathroom and opened my cabinet and grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills and popped two into my mouth. I placed myself into my bathtub only to find it to be filled with blood oozing out of it, limbs strewn everywhere along the bathroom walls. There were indents on the floor and shrapnel stuck into the decapitated heads hung along the ceiling. I looked at my hands covered in blood, holding a rifle fully loaded with bullets. I looked down and realized I'm was not wearing my pajamas that I had gotten into bed in and instead was wearing cargo pants, laced black boots, a helmet, and a bulletproof vest, all covered in a rusty brown mud mixed with dry and wet blood combined. 

   I felt too calm for a scene like this to be unfolded in front of my eyes. I wandered the unit to find that I was not alone and two men were with me.

   These men looked familiar to me with one amber eyed and one green eyed. All of the lights in the unit were off so I couldn't see very well to see any facial features other than their eye color. A light flickered on and I gasped when I saw who they were.

   They were covered in blood and mud was across their faces and stuck to their hair. Both of them looked soulless and empty seemingly without morals. Alex and Luke came rushing towards me and tackled me to the floor. I screamed from the agony I felt from the impact of their weight added to the metal floor beneath me.

  They said to me in unison,

  "We have come, and you will come with us to stop this revolution. The Brotherhood are corrupt. Join us to eliminate them and forever be freed from them or you will die with us. "

  They collapsed on top of me and vanished without a trace as to where they went, leaving dust in their wake. 
  Then I woke up.

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  I was tangled in my sheets, gasping for breath that my lungs yearned for as if I had been drowning in myself.

   I felt cold.

   Salty sweat dripped down my face and into my eyes. I tasted the copper in my mouth and realized I had bitten my tongue and had drawn blood while dreaming.

   I dreaded the sight of what I had seen in my dream. I had seen so much blood, gruesome things that no one should ever have to see. In their lives or dreams.

  I squinted into my room, recognizing that I had slept throughout the night, the lights turned on to let the artificial sunlight through my room. I got ready for another terrible day of school with my legs dragging along the floor. I felt as if I hadn't slept in ages.

  "Oh my cheeseballs," I groaned.

  I had begun to get ready, dressing in my most comfortable clothes which consisted of baggy sweats and an oversized sweatshirt. My hair was a mess with tangles very where but I didn't want to try and fix my hair to look nice. I felt like a hobo but I didn't care. I raced out of my unit only to run into Alex himself.

  "Are you okay? Alma, you look like crap," he chuckled, holding me steady at arm's length away from him.

  "I'm fine, just didn't sleep well that's all."

  "Nightmares?"

  "Yea, how'd you guess?"

  "I get'em too sometimes."

  "Oh."

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We walked to our bus reaching Cris and Jo whispering about something.

  "Hey, guys!"

  They jumped apart seeming frazzled by my sudden intrusion on their conversation. They looked confused when they both looked at me.

  "Hey, um, Alma. Can we talk? In private," coughed out Jo.

  "Uh, sure, Jo. What's up?" We walked a certain amount away from Alex with Cris trailing behind us before Jo could begin speaking.

  "Okay, we're gonna cut to the chase and just blurt it out, okay?"

  "Okay?"

  "We don't trust Alex and we don't think you should continue hanging out with him anymore!"

  I threw them a puzzled look, confused as to why Cris and Jo didn't trust Alex. Yes, he is keeping secrets but who doesn't nowadays? Unless he did something.

  "Why?"

  "It's just that, well, Jo was at my place the other night, you know, sleeping over and, well, we, well actually, I saw something close to my unit while Jo was sleeping. I'm pretty sure that it was Alex, Alma. He wasn't alone either. He was walking with this one other dude with a sort of army get up, you know? And they were carrying some huge bag. The contents then spilled on the floor and, oh my gosh, Alma. There was so much blood. But I don't really know what to think about Alex right now. We'll keep you safe, Al. Don't panic, okay?"

  Cris said to me, her voice had risen in panic despite her telling me to calm myself down. 

  "Al, please be careful."

  "Okay, I will. Thanks, Jo. You too, Cris."

  They scurried off towards the bus without another word. I had known that I should trust them and I did. I had felt a strong palm clamp onto my shoulder, startling the potato out of me. I spun around so fast my neck received whiplash only to find none other than Alex.

  "What was that all about?"

  "Nothing," I said too quickly, hoping he couldn't tell I was lying.

  "Oh, okay. Well, let's go before the bus leaves us."

  "Okay," I said, a shiver passing through my entire body. I had known that it wasn't from the slight breeze in the wind.

A/N

QOTC(Questions Of The Chapter):

Would you like more of Luke in the upcoming chapters? What is your opinion on Luke?

Besos, Cass