I grab the keys from the door, shove them in my pocket, then look over Mr. Galloway's body that's crumpled unconscious on the floor and meet eyes with the girl. The first thing I notice is that's she's pretty. Not strikingly beautiful, but pretty. Her hair is dark blonde and pulled back into loose Dutch braids, a few tendrils of untamed hair framing her face in soft curls. Her eyes are a stormy blue colour, almost grey. Her skin is the colour of moonlight, dusted with millions of freckles. She is fierce and brave.
The impact of the blow to Mr. Galloway's head had shattered the chair, but the girl had picked up a leg and was wielding it like a baseball bat. I hold out my hands steadily and whisper,
"Easy there, I'm not gonna hurt you."
"Who are you?" The girl asks in a shaky voice. "Where am I?"
"I'm Josiah. I need to take you—"
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she snaps, and I sigh. It's going to be hard to get her to come with me.
"Why won't you come with me?" She looks at me, disgusted.
"You trapped me in a room! I don't even know where I am!"
"You don't know where you are?" She shakes her head. "Strange. Mr. Galloway said you knew what we were going to do with you."
"What your gonna do with me!?" The girl shouts. "Am I some sort of experiment?"
"I really don't know. I don't even know your name." We stare at another for along time.
"My names Ella." For some reason, Ella telling me her name makes me feel like she trusts me.
"Cool. My friends dogs name is Ella."
"Ok, thanks?" I don't know where that came from. My friend doesn't even have a dog. In fact, he's is allergic to them!
"Anyways, will you come with me to meet Maris?"
"Um... sure."
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Bilim KurguElla wakes up in a strange room, no recollection of getting there. She can only remember stuff from before she got to... wherever she is. She later finds that her past self had done some strange and possibly dangerous things. Who is Maris and what...
