"Steve, we've got a single point coming out of the cloud. Track it!" she shouted. She couldn't contain her excitement.
"Elyse, this report is moving way too fast to be the girl," the one named Steve replied. "It stopped," he then said. "In the bushes over there," he said, pointing.
Lilly released the bird, not knowing if they would lose the pointer or not. She switched to another one, and the three people in the van looked confused.
"Elyse, that's not possible," the third person stated.
"What?" she asked, but her attention was also on the screen.
"The point just jumped over there," he said, and pointed at the bird Lilly was watching them through. Again, she released the bird. This time, she didn't go into another one, worried they might figure out what was happening.
Then she got another idea, but wasn't sure if she could pull this off. She reached out to two different birds at once. With her mind split between the two birds, her head exploded in pain, and she screamed as she blacked out. When she came to, the three people from the van were standing over her.
"Are you alright?" the one named Elyse asked.
She felt as if someone was banging a drum on her head, and the pain pulsed with the beat, but she thought she was okay. Although her mind wouldn't seem to work, she noticed the one she still didn't have a name for was holding one of their devices.
"I think so," she said, somewhat shaky. She tried to rise, but the woman held her down.
"Sit still a little longer," the woman urged her.
"I need to go home," Lilly said.
"Where's home?" Elyse asked.
"I don't know." Lilly knew they wouldn't let her go, being a confused child after an apparent seizure.
"Steve, call 9-1-1," she said, which confirmed Lilly's belief.
"No! It's just a migraine. It'll go away in a little while," she lied. She didn't know how migraines worked, but she couldn't think of anything else. Her mind wasn't working well.
The woman's brow creased, but she didn't say anything. The still unnamed man leaned toward Elyse, nudged her, and held the monitor for her to look at. After staring at it a moment, she then moved his hand a little, and waved it back and forth. She then looked back at Lilly. The concern was still there, but there was now curiosity.
"What's your name?" Elyse asked.
"Stacy," Lilly replied.
"Do you have migraines often?"
"Sometimes." She was worried. Moving too much wasn't an option, and she was sure this woman was now suspicious, thanks to their stupid scanner, or whatever it was.
"Do you live near here?"
"Not far."
"What grade are you in?"
"Ninth."
"Do you like school, Priscilla?"
"Yes," she said, then realized what the woman had said. "Who's Priscilla?" she asked, hoping she could cover herself.
"You are," Elyse stated. "The monitor is pinging on you, and we brought up your picture for confirmation. What I'd like to know is how you obscured your signal the way you have."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Lilly could deny it, but she knew she was busted.
"Don't you? Listen, we're not bad guys, like in the movies. We only want to see how you do what you do. There won't be any surgeries while you're awake, or anything, and no experiments on you."
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Lilly
Teen Fiction[COMPLETE] Known by all to be a druggie, gang member, prostitute and general all around bad person, Lilly is shunned by those she once called 'friends' and not trusted by those charged with her care. With everyone trying to shove her down, the negl...