The Last Survivors

Kyla-59

Chapter Fifty-Nine

Kyla

I laid on my cot, trying to think of something to do. I had already counted down from one hundred little monkeys, but didn't feel like doing that again. I sat up and inspected the cell for the twentieth time, trying to see if there was something to help me escape and get back to Terran. And Ashton.

Finding nothing, I went and laid back down on the cot. I daydreamed of Terran, and Ashton, trying to find me and figuring out a way to rescue me. I eventually fell asleep, dreaming about Terran.

I woke up about a half an hour later to the cell door screaching open. I sat up, then wished I hadn't as my head started throbbing again. A man walked in with a tray of food. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I saw the food. The man dropped the tray onto the floor, just far enough away from the door where it wouldn't get in the way of the door closing, but it was still far enough away that I couldn't reach it from where I was sitting.

"Thanks," I said as the man turned and walked out, shutting and locking the door behind him. I walked over to the tray, and sat down beside it, not really feeling like bringing it back over to my cot. I looked at the food, and saw that there was an apple, a piece of buttered bread, and a glass of water. I picked up the piece of bread, and bit into it. Unfortunately, it wasn't warm, but I didn't care because I was starving. We really hadn't found much to eat in the wasteland.

Thinking about the wasteland brought my thoughts back to Terran and Ashton. Were they starving? Or even freezing? Maybe they couldn't find shelter so they probably froze to death and I would be stuck here forever. I shook my heads to clear my thoughts. It would do no good to worry about them. I took a shaky breath and finished my bread, then started on my apple.

Just then, my head started hurting again. That stupid headache just wouldn't go away. Granted that it wasn't hurting as much as it had been, but I figured that maybe a couple more days and it would stop hurting altogether.

The door opened to emit Alysha, the lady who had given me some pain pills earlier. I looked up at her from my spot on the floor.

I took a deep breath, and gathered up my courage. "Since you can't tell me about your plans, can you at least tell me what happened to my friends?"

Alysha looked at me, her eyes full of sorrow. "I'm sorry, but your friends are dead."

Kyla - Aris