Chapter 3

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Carrie

At that moment, my entire life changed. These few words and this conversation felt wrong. I looked at the metal arch, glowing like the crescent moon on a starless night, which would be my last glance at my world. I hoped many times over that I was dreaming again.

Just a nightmare. "Just a nightmare," I muttered to myself. I expected it was only a dream.

I go through everything that the Doctor said, trying to make everything out of this pit of chaos.

"My name Charishlie," she explained, "And I came to give you some very saddening news.." she says, looking at me with pity.

"Your dying," she says in a voice that feels like she was trying to put it lightly but already knows she failed horribly. I look at her in shock and horror, thinking maybe she was joking.

I wouldn't be alive? Not for my little sister's birthday? Or for New Year, Christmas, Halloween or Easter? I wouldn't be able to see my little sister grow, and I wouldn't be able to watch her get a husband and kids? Or a pretty house in the woods, which she always dreams of?

"B-but, Miss! I-i feel f-fine, great!" I said to her, almost believing, but half not. "I'm sorry, but it's true," she says, as she sits in the puke orange chair, shaking her head.

I took a few minutes of my precious life, which was now even more valuable since its almost the end, and tried to process everything. I was dying. Well, that was obvious. I sarcastically said to myself.

And what do dying people who haven't been discharged yet do? They say the last word's to their loved ones or do things they always wanted to do. Since I couldn't even do the second option, I decided to go with the first option. "May I see my family please?" I ask in a whisper. "I'm sorry, but we already informed them." the Doctor told me, which I didn't understand and asked, "Okay, so they know, can I see them tomorrow?" I ask. "No, Miss Gideon." the Doctor said, looking distressed, shaking her head. "We already told them your dead," she explained.

"y-you told them what?" I say, upset. "You can't do that!" I screamed at the Doctor, who looked at me like I just jumped out the window or something. "Miss, calm down, please, will you let me explain?" she asked, looking very serious and had on a poker face now. "Fine," I say, wiping my angry tears away, which have just started to spill.

"Good, I am not only a Doctor but a head scientist, the hospital is only a cover for what we really do, And I am directing a project that could save this world," she says, looking at me to see my reaction. "Why does the world even need saving?" I ask curiously. "We don't have to get into details, but the reason we told your family your dying earlier than your knowledge is that your the only one who can save us," she says, leaning towards me, handing me a file.

I open it and see the yellow file is on me, my medical records, my schools, and even all the pets I've had! I look at it in shock, remembering one of my pets.

It was your standard cat, a small yellow tabby with squash colored eyes.

I loved him, Vi did too. In all respect for him, he protected us, or tried, every night after we have gotten into bed, he would sit in the doorway, waiting for danger, something to come out of the shadows and hurt us. After he was sure we were safe from the threat, he would sit by my head.

I always stroked his dark yellow fur, and he would purr like a pet engine. He was killed by a big ole' dog and died while Vi and I were at school. Apparently, he had started scratching the furniture, and my mom put him outside for punishment.

He got punished all right, poor little guy...

I look up at the Doctor, thinking about me saving the world. Wow. That's a lot to place on a kid's shoulders, I mean I'm only fourteen! "Me? Is this some kind of sick joke you play on dying kids? Or was that a joke too?" I ask in disbelief.

"This isn't a joke or a movie, its for real," she says, shaking her head. "And I came tonight for the machine is ready," she says. I look at her, scrutinizing her face to see if she was for real, I mean seriously?

"I know you may not believe me, but it's true, and we need you, Miss Gideon," she says, getting up. "I'll give you till tomorrow to decide." she left, leaving me to my tears. I had so many questions! Why did she tell my mom I died already? Why did she say, PARENTS? Why was she calling me Miss Gideon?

I heard sniffling and hiccupping sobs, besides my own, I looked over the side of the bed and saw Vi sitting under it. I forgot she was even after that the Doctor came in.

"Oh, Vi.." I breathe. She jumped on me, wracking my body with sobs. We both cried together. "C-Carrie I-I \hic/ D-don't w-want you t-to go!" she wailed. "It's okay Vi, it's okay." I sigh, rubbing her back.

Then I look at her chocolate brown eyes and stroke her same colored hair. "I thought you fell asleep," I ask, wondering if she was awake the whole time.

"I woke up when you screamed," she says, looking down at her hands.

"IT's okay Vi, she is a doctor she probably just needs me for this experiment and is lying?" I questioned myself.

"I-i think you sh-should do it.." Vi says, looking at me. "Wait, what?" I say, looking at her incredulously.

"You should do something exciting before you die! Like going to see a lab is cool! How many labs do people build anyway?" she asked herself more than me. "Vi, you really want me to?" I ask, staring through her eyes and into her sweet little soul.

"If you really want me to do it... then I guess I will... I don't think they are giving me much of choice." I say. "And munchkin," I say, enveloping her hands in mine.

"When I go, take care of Good for me," I say with a smile. "Alright, she says, wiping her now dry tears.

I hug her, not wanting to let go, just stay there for the rest of my life, embracing the only thing I love more than mom.

And now I'm standing here, holding my little sister's hand, ready to go into this portal or whatever it was. They told me no one can know except me, and if word got out about this, they would pose a virus, and hundreds could die.

Vi knew, and she would have to go with me. It hurt to know that not only will I not see Vi grow up and have a family, but she also won't be able to.

It hurt, but I selfishly would like her to go with me, and I hated it. I hugged her one more time and looked her in the eyes.

"You ready, munchkin?" I ask, wiping her terrified tears away. "Y-yeah," she stuttered.

I start walking into it, holding my little sister's hand. I take a deep breath and enter the portal.

I feel a burning sensation, and try to scream, open my eyes to do anything! But I can't open my eyes, it just keeps going and going for what seems like an eternity and thinks how Vi could be doing.

This must be horrible for her! Why did she have to come along?

"Vi, I'm so sorry," I think. I so wished this was just another nightmare. Indeed it was, but I was living it.

I felt a heavy thud in my back, and my breath flew out of my lungs. I saw a bright light and thought, "I'm gone, I'm dead! does that mean Vi is too?"

I blinked a few times and realized I was staring at the sky. I sat up, wincing at my soreness.

Then I stared at the world around me. I looked at the trees and the sheep around me.

I was in Minecraft.

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