Intergalactic

CHAPTER 7: The 'king' mystery

I open my eyes peacefully, full of grace and happiness. I have never slept so well. My vision is still blurry. When I try to make out the figures I see in front of me, I realize it's been Daròn and Nyla staring at me, just like my parents did when I was born - disgusted. I forgot I look like crap when I wake up...but, it doesn't look like this is the problem.

Daròn tells me something in his native language. It looks like a question.

"What?" I say. This is getting so weird that I can't really make out whether this is a dream or if it's real. But I'm afraid it's real.

Nyla and he look at me and then at each other. Then back at me. They look very confused.

"What is happening?" I ask, now even more confused than I already was from yesterday.

"Who are you?" Nyla asks me in her broken accent, hesitantly.

I wide-open my eyes and try to comprehend what is happening.

"Heather." I answer in a strong voice. "I'm Heather. From yesterday." I look at each of them in curiosity. They do too.

"Daròn! Nyla! Hey! What is wrong with you?" I demand.

"How do you know our names?" Daròn says. He really doesn't look like he's joking. This is serious. I look at my hair. It still is white. This means that this is not a dream. This shit is real.

"What are you doing in our house?" Nyla asks, trying to help. "Are you lost?"

That's it. I stand up. I think my head is going to explode. I'm getting dizzy. I walk to the door and look back at them. I am not feeling good. I have to leave. I have no idea if they are going to follow me or not...I don't care. I know that if I go back to them and explain they won't believe me, not this time. Now they will actually think I am crazy.

Wait. Am I? Oh God...I am at an impasse of thoughts.

Why don't they remember me? They also don't remember something else. What did they say yesterday? Oh yes, their king becoming a king. What is happening? Do they have such short memory? Why do they keep forgetting? Is it just the two of them or everyone? Good question, Heather, but now there's no time for that.

Aqua. I have to find her, see if she forgot too. Or maybe not... Maybe it's not necessary. Maybe I can make them remember. The photos! I have to show them the photos! They will remember, at least about their king. It's okay if they don't remember me...as long as they remember what the problem is and then we can find a way to fix it.

I turn around to get back in their house, only to find them standing right behind me in shock. Yes, they think I'm crazy.

"In your house." I tell them. "You have some photos."

They look at me the same way. Ah, I have to do everything by myself. I get in there and get to the wall. There's nothing on it. No photos. How is this even possible? It's as if nothing had happened yesterday. As if 'yesterday' never existed...as if they haven't found the photos yet. Or more importantly...me - as if they had never found me.

Hell no.
This is yesterday. This is why they act so strange. It's a time loop! They don't forget things. They just haven't lived them yet. Every day is the same day. Thank God I was raised by scientists...

Wait. Then why isn't it the same for me? I keep thinking. I'm trying to think so hard but my mind is elsewhere. Unable to fit any other thoughts in there.

Maybe I'm not affected because I'm human. Because I don't actually have the power of the crystals in me. I'm just 'dressed' like an Atlantean but I'm not one on the inside.