Chapter Twenty-Two

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He jumps up. "No! No, wait!" He says. Running forward and grabbing my arm.

"Let go of me." I say, calmly.

"Or what?" He threatens.

I grit my teeth slightly, who did he think he was?

"Let go." I command.

He shrugs but doesn't move his hand from my forearm.

I whip my arm from his grip and push him up against the wall behind him, his body connects with it and it makes a loud thump. I do it with such ease that I scare myself and jump back.

Yes, I was strong. I had been given chemicals and drugs to ensure that I was. But it was like he was a piece of paper, no resistance, nothing stopping me.

I shake myself slightly and avert my attention back to Aiden where he was inspecting the wall. There were small cracks all around where I had pushed him.

"What the hell?" He exclaims, angrily. "What was that? How did you even-?" He cuts off, confused and rubs his temple.

I give him a steely gaze.

"Look just stay for dinner." He offers, surrendering.

I think for a moment. It would be nice to have a meal and the hotel was only fifteen minutes away. I had a bit of time to spare.

I shrug. "Okay, sure." I agree, trying to regain my composure.

I was so confused, but it was in a strange sense. I knew where I was, who I was but it was like my mind was trying to mess me up. Trying to rein me in.

I feel some dizziness set in as well as a headache. "Is there somewhere I can cool off? Maybe get some fresh air?" I ask.

He looks up. "Go up to the attic and climb out the window." He tells me, pointing to a small hatch on the ceiling of the hallway next to us.

I nod, slightly confused but make my way to the hatch and inspect it. It blended in with the ceiling except for a small metal ring that I'd assume would be used for opening it.

I look around and see a small wooden rod with a hook at the end, leaning against the wall. I take it after a few tries manage to pull the small opening down.

There  was a folded ladder that I successfully pull down. I make my way up into the attic.

It had a few sofas and old TV's and had a musty smell from disuse. I turn to the only window in here, the only source of dimming light and walk over to it. It slides up easily and I climb out onto the slanted roof and bring my knees up to my face.

This, too reminded me of my special place in the facility, even more so than on the train.

It was past seven now and soon the sky would dim and the moon would make an appearance.

My head hurts but I push the pain away and focus on what's around me.

Buildings, trees, people. I was a spectator of these things existence.

I take a deep breathe and open my eyes. Suddenly, like a camera focusing, my mind snaps.

Everything is back to normal, more than normal. Its like my life and thoughts and emotions were being mapped out in front of me.

I was hyper aware of myself.

I was aware of the excitement of my new life; the sadness that followed me everywhere; the loneliness that I tried to push away and the fright that I refused to admit to having.

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