The Beginning of the End

Chapter 18

Jane

It has been silent for days now, nothing has happened, no one has visited everything has been quiet and dark. I assume that I am in a cave from the dripping sounds and all around cave type feeling about it. I'm actually enjoying the silence, but of course the moment I think it, the evil demon appears in front of me.

"Oh, welcome back ya delightful, piece of shiitake, who are ya today? My best friends? My dead dog? My sister again? Well who is it?" I say sarcastically, lying down on my back, blocking out her illuminated form.

"I'm not here to torment you child, I'm here to tell you your time is up," she says.

"What do you mean?" I say sitting up to look at the twisted form of my sisters face.

"You are no longer needed child, no longer wanted, it's time to go, time to say goodbye, your time is up," she replies cocking her head to one side.

"Go where?" I ask.

"Enough questions, take my hand and you will leave," She says reaching out her hand towards me.

"Leave hell?" I say shocked.

"Not exactly child, now let's go," she replied impatiently.

I stand up and place my hand in her hand, everything goes white and I blink to clear my eyes. I am lying down in a blinding white room with metal instruments to my left and a couple of men in white suites above me. Everything feels hazy, like if I was to move I would vomit...wait men in white suits! I go to lift my arms and legs to get them away from them, but instead I end up struggling against invisible forces, no wait, their restraints.

"W-wh-at th-e h-h-h-ell!?" I croak out, where the hell am I?

"Get her out of here, take her to room 159, you know what to do," a man dressed in a black suit says to the others and they start to push me on the bed out of the room and down a white sterile hallway.

"L-let me g-g-go!" I yell, pulling at the restraints.

"Remain calm," a deep voice says, "or we will use force."

We go into a room, then the guards untie my restraints and push me to the ground, the take the bed with them as they walk out the room. My hands and legs are in something sticky, but I don't want to look down at what they are sticking to.

"Start it up," I can hear a voice say outside the room.

That's when I look down at what I'm touching... Blood, red, sticky blood. I scream kind of, it was more choking noise though. I don't even see the sharp blade hurtling towards my neck before it is to late...

Reece

This Lincoln guy sure talks a lot about random crap, I don't want to know about something called coffee! I want to know what's going on!

"Cut the crap freckles, explain what the hell is going on!" I shout.

Lincoln had brought us up another ladder and into his room, full of more crap then him.

"My freckles are cute, eyebrows," He retorts.

"What's wrong with my eyebrows!?" I says self-consciously.

"Nothing is wrong with your eyebrows, he is just trying to get to you," Nova says from the bed taking off her boot slowly.

"Truth?" I ask for some reason.

"Yeah they're perfect, now onto more pressing matters, tell us everything we need to know," she replies.

She said my eyebrows are perfect...what's wrong with me...

"Sure sweetheart, anything you want...Shit!" He yelps.

I look over at and see Nova's bruised and swollen ankle, wow I didn't know it was that bad! Lincoln walks over to her and picks up her foot. She winces, I turn away, I don't want to watch her in pain. After about five minutes of silence I turn back around and see that she has a bandage wrapped around her ankle.

"It's not broken, but you may have torn a muscle... In other words do not walk on it or you will make it worse," Lincoln says smiling at her a bit too long for me to be comfortable with.

"How do you know that?" I ask, tearing his attention away from Nova to me.

"I work in the medical department here, you pick up some things," he tells me.

"Well why don't we take her there?" I ask.

"This isn't the rebels base, you guys can't be seen, at all," he says.

"Then where are we then?" Nova asks.

"Mole Men Central, Research Centre Three, Hell as I like to call it," he says.

"Mole Men?" I ask remembering the name in the dream I had.

"Oh, right, The Men in White Suits," He says and Nova gasps.

"Crap," is all I can manage.

"Crap alright!" Nova says.

"It's okay, I'll protect you," Lincoln says turning to look at Nova and wink.

"How old are you anyway?" I says interrupting the awkward scene happening in front of me.

"Fifteen, same age as Nova, you are seventeen, and if your trying to say that it is wrong for me to be hitting on her, your really not one to judge," Lincoln says to me.

"What's that supposed to mean, freckles?" I say angrily.

"How 'bout both you shut your mouth, so that I can sleep, or I will kill you both, understand," Nova growls, and we both nod, I lie down on the floor only realising then how tired I actually am.

Lincoln, checks if the door is locked then turns off the lights saying," goodnight sweetheart."

"Hey, shut the hell up before I slap the freckles off your face, and don't call me sweetheart!" She growls again.

I laugh in my head, happy to see him be shot down, haha. My mood would of continued to be happy if it wasn't the fact that we are sleeping invite same building as the very people who murdered out groups and hunted us for the last couple of weeks, and if Nova is right and my dream was actually a memory, our whole lives. But that wasn't bothering me the most, what was bothering me wad the thought that if it was a memory, then if I don't get to the place my dad was talking about, I will destroy the whole earth.

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