Nightmare

Annoying Snakes

I sit down on the one of the three beds in the room, finally resting my leg. I don't know why Brand doesn't tell Loki about Soturi being on the good side.

"Get out of my room now, you two." Brand's eyes keep switching between a bright green to the scepter blue. I try not to say anything in front of her, because regardless of her eye color, she will remember what I said. And possibly tell him.

"It's our room, too." Soturi interjects.

"You were supposed to tell Loki when she came to our room," Brand tells her. "So go do that."

Why would she have to do that? That's dumb. Creepy-ass stalker.

Soturi and I get out of their room, and she leads me to mine.

She's okay. Her eyes stay a light-blue grey and don't change. I kind of trust her, but only a little.

A few years pass--seemingly--and I realize I've been wearing the same thing for a long time. "Hey, Soturi."

She looks up.

"Do you know if I can find any extra clothes anywhere?"

"Nope," she shakes her head.

"So did you and Brand get those clothes from?"

"No idea. Cassian gave them to us."

I guess Cassian is one of the guards.

"Where's Cassian?" Seriously, this suit is gross now.

"I don't know."

"I'll go find him, then."

"He's tall, dark shoulder length hair--"

"Okay, I know who you're talking about." No, I don't. But I know everyone here except Cassian and there's a total of only eight people here, so he shouldn't be too hard to find.

Soturi goes into a different room and I go in a different hallway. As I limp along, I see this compound isn't actually that big. It's a long hallway with an arch made of old bricks, very similar to where Loki and Clint have the iconic "eyeball" conversation, but not the same. Then there's a lab and I see about fifteen small rooms other than the one me, Soturi, and Brand have to share.

I'm surprised I'm not being shoved in a cell again, though that might be better than being in a room with Brand when the scepter has her mind.

Whatever. At least there are real beds. I was beginning to think the compound didn't have any.

I see that are many more people here than eight, and realize this is an old SHIELD base. Okay, there aren't too many people here, like fifteen at most, but still enough to make me wonder who the fuck Cassian is.

Why are you looking for Cassian?

NOW you pop up in my head? Fuck off, please. I have a headache.

No, you don't.

I just got one, 'cause you're in my head.