Chapter 7 (White Walls)

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White Walls

I woke up the next morning, curled up on the white floor in the white room with white walls, wearing my white suit. Everything was white, and it took some getting used to. At first, I couldn't remember where I was and I started to freak out, but then when I remembered, I still started to freak out. I hated that Seamus had been in my mind, changed my decisions, made me think thoughts that weren't mine. It made me feel violated, and like my brain wasn't my own anymore, like someone had just moved into my head without letting me know until they were already settled.

I got up from the cold, sleek floor, still slightly buzzing as it had been in the Dream. I rise to my feet, my legs slightly shaking from the sudden weight of my body. I look down at my suit and notice that it's made of a semi-thick material, like a morph suit, so I think I should be hot, but I'm actually pretty chilly. It's confusing, so I pinch a bit of the fabric between my first finger and my thumb. It's exactly how thick I thought it would be. The suit is cool and free-moving, as if I'm wearing nothing at all. I can move better than I could with any other clothes I've ever worn.

I walk to the door, seeing the dark lump of my previous clothes out of the corner of my eye. I figure they might get angry if we don't wear these provided clothes, so I don't get sidetracked with putting on a sweater and leggings and Uggs when I'm already in something equally as comfortable.

I pad over to the door; my feet are silenced by the knee-high white-ish blue boots that adorn my feet. When I reach the door, I reach for the slick silver handle, pulling it towards my stomach, and the door is as silent as I am when it swings open. I step into the hallway, looking at the door across from me. That was Avorie's room, I think. For some reason, I feel the need to be as quiet as possible. I tiptoe across the hall and attempt to push the door open. My hands reach the cold metal and I take a breath and walk through the door. I see a room that is nearly identical to mine. The only difference is a make-shift bed made up of clothes on which I expect Avorie layed on. She has her leggings and her long shirt layed out, and her hoodie is balled up into a pillow.

There is everything of hers (that she brought with her) in the room, except for Avorie.

"Avorie? Ave? Where are you?" I call softly. My throat has completely healed from the indescribable pain I experienced last night, all except for a dull numbing feeling that makes me feel as if I need some hot coffee. I walk around the perimeter of the room, running my quietly tapping fingers against the smooth wall. When I get back to the door, I walk back out and close the door behind me. Next, I head next door to Violet's room.

I push the door open quietly, and inside, Violet is curled in the corner, shaking and hugging her legs to her chest. When I see her, I gasp and run over to her.

"Vi, what's the matter?" I ask, putting my arm around her and sitting next to her on the floor.

She looks up to me, tears obviously in her eyes. Her tan cheeks are stained with streaks. Her short black hair is messy and falling into her eyes. She has been running her hands through it, I can see where her fingers broke through the tangles.

"When can we go home? Why is this happening to us?!" she whisper-screams.

"I don't know. I think it has something to do with the Dreams... Seamus kept me behind to talk to me last night. He said..." I trail off. Something is keeping me from telling her about Seamus's power to affect decision making, and it makes me wonder... Seamus? Are you in my head? I think stupidly to my mind. Maybe... I hear his voice echoing in my mind. I can't help but giggle to myself in my head. I smile outwardly. "He said he was sorry that this had to happen to us, but he knows that something is different about us, different than other people. He says he can feel something strange in the three of you. He already knows what's up with me, but I didn't know you had anything going on... Did you know?"

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