"Did you find a way out?"
Amethyst runs to the door when Rahmell returns. He looks terrified. Sweat beads are rolling down his forehead. He has this stunned look in his eyes.
It's been hours. The only thing that happened were some Amazons came and took Shaddius. Then nothing. There were silent. Every once in a while we'd hear a gunshot and Amethyst would scream. Rahmell decided to go scout the floor and see what he could see. Him, Amethyst and Quincy were the only ones who didn't have significant injuries. Quincy didn't seem up for it and Amethyst was pregnant. That left Rahmell.
He swallows his spit and looks over at us with a long drawn out staring.
"No. A group of other people were caught looking too."
"What happened?"
"They told us to return to our rooms," Rahmell responds.
Karington is laying on the couch, "And you listened? You came back?"
"What was he supposed to do? Argue?" Amethyst asks.
Karington nods, "Exactly. I need a doctor."
Karington had stopped bleeding. He didn't need a doctor. It wasn't the way he was trying to make it but he was still pretty bad. Two of his fingers were completely gone and his right eye could barely open. I was pretty fucked up too. The physical pain was secondary to the emotional pain I was going through. My mind was racing. Shaddius was dead. I really couldn't believe this had happened. I couldn't believe things just shifted so badly.
Rahmell is the one who answers Karington, "Some guy was out there...in that hallway. He said he needed a doctor. You know what they did?"
"They let him go?" Karington asks.
"No. They shot him. Then they looked over his body and they said...now you don't need a doctor anymore."
My heart sinks into my chest. I had no idea it was that serious. I knew feminists were bad. I had heard stories but my family had kept me away from them. Little did I know that my family was involved. My grandmother was a part of this. Diamond must have found out what my grandmother was up to. Maybe that's the reason that she put her away. There is a heavy depression that comes over the group. A part of me wondered if I should have left with Opal. A part of me wonders if I should have just taken the opportunity to leave with her.
If I knew this happened I would have.
There is silence in the room.
Karington and Quincy are looking at one another. They are talking in low whispers. Every few seconds they say something and then they turn to me or Amethyst. The look that they have in their eyes is saying it all.
I know what they are thinking and honestly I don't blame them. Amethyst however doesn't seem to feel that way.
"You two have an issue?" Amethyst asks.
"No..."
"Say it."
Quincy hesitates. He seems a little bit more of the shyer of the two ambassadors. Karington on the other hand doesn't.
"Your country did this," Karington tells her, "Your country is a terrorist group. This is no different from Jihads."
"We're all in this together," Rahmell argues.
"Are we?"
I can't take it any longer.
"I was friends with Shaddius. I watched him die in front of my eyes. Are you blaming me for his death?" I ask Karington.
