Broken, Malfunctioned & Forgotten

C H A P T E R N I N E T E E N : >>>SHADIANNA<<<

Sitting on the couch, I try to forget about reality, even though Krait says that we should be planning. I thought we already had a plan though. Suddenly, I hear a high pitch sound, I then turn towards the sound. Jumping to my feet, I walk slowly and trying to hear where it's coming from, stopping in front of my suitcase I realise that it's same sound from when I first came here. I drop to my knees and hurridly ripped open the suitcase, pulling all my clothes out until a figure can be seen. It wasn't just any projects, it was my personal project, a robot suit. There's only a head in here and it looks similar to the robots we encountered the other night.

 "I wonder if I brought the other parts." Muttering under my breath, I jump from my knees, holding the head in my hands and placed it gently onto the couch. As soon as it touches the couch, Krait walks in from the bedroom, he looks tired from whatever, "I was just cleaning the room and now I need to clean this?" He points to the mess I made of clothes laying everywhere, I shake my head, "No, I'll clean it up, but first," I say rising, "I need to find the other parts of my personal project called, 'Rendi' and then I'll clean."

Krait shakes his head, "I'll clean. We might need your personal project as use for the plan." "You keep saying "plan" while I don't have a plan." He looks confused at me, "Thought you did?" I sigh, "I thought I did too, but turns out it wouldn't work, it's too complicated and we don't have much time. Ian could be starving to death for all we know. He could be kept away in a cell to be tortured. There's so many bad things that Ian could be going through." I say, but then a smile pops onto my mouth and I sing the next words, "And I just thought of a plan as I was saying thaaattt." A giggle leaps into my throat. 

This always happens when I speak of too much negativity, I get this from my mother, I wonder how she's holding up when dad left her to go to heaven or hell. An annoyed expression arrives and leaves Krait's face. I then bounce lightly over to my other suitcases in the bedroom which are very empty, "Krait? Did you find any parts of the project here?" "No, sorry, but I did find a body. I placed it on the ground in the closet!" He calls back from the loungeroom. I then throw the sliding doors aside and stare at the body just laying there like it's waiting for it's funeral.

The body has its arms attached fortunately, but no legs, so it is easier to lift from the ground. I then gently skip over to the loungeroom and place it onto the couch, then I lift the head to attach it, but a giggle rises up as the head only attaches once a human is inside it. Krait rolls his eyes and then says, "You know, the legs could be at your cabin, where the unknown imposter of mine is." I spin around and my smile fades, I had completely forgotten about him, "I need to sneak in then. I need the legs for the suit and plan to work."

 He throws my handbag over to me as I reach to catch it safely in my hands, "Then go for it." His voice is calm, "I need to do some research on the computers for the backstory of Ronnie's café." There is no laptop or computer in plain sight, so he adds, "There's a local library which isn't too far off, so I'll just walk my way there, while you figure how to break into your own cabin. If you're in any trouble then call the police." He says as I walk through the front door, waiting for him to walk out as well, I then place the key into the lock and twist until the door isn't able to be easily pushed open.