Paige and the Lost Library of Atlantis

Paige and the lost Library of Atlantis Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Billie was hanging upside down above the black and white tiled entryway. Blue light reflected against her skin, as she was lead down a long hallway. Ahead of her, was The Curator, wriggling and trying her hardest to get free of the glowing blue bonds. Along the way, pictures lined the hall. Hung against forest green walls were photos in gilded frames. Like a fancy version of Thaddeus's cubicle, she saw realms she knew and those she didn't.

One picture, in particular, caught her eyes. Though it was upside down, she'd know that realm anywhere. A sky as pink as Paige's lips, tall Talking Trees with brilliant blue leaves, and a shining purple lake that was reflecting soft red sunlight. Home. She didn't have much memory of that place. She had done her best to block out the pain of losing her world.

A sob wracked her body as she saw the picture next to it. It was a pink sky, purple ocean waves crashing on a black sand beach. The same one she saw Paige connect to back in the Protector's Headquarters. If she didn't know better, it almost seemed that she and Paige were from the same destroyed world. Billie cried for the loss of her worlds. The one she was born on, and the one she had found in Paige.

Maybe all the pictures were of Erased worlds. It was like a hall of honor, or a hall of the dead. Fitting, it seemed. They turned a corner and stopped at a glowing blue door.

The blue beings gently placed Billie through the glowing doorway. Inside was a white room. Stark and clean, with only a bed. There was a small closet space that contained a small toilet and sink. The ropes around her waist snaked away, escaping out of the room. She could see, sort of, through the glowing barrier. She watched as they placed The Curator in a similar room across the hall from her.

Billie slumped against the stark white wall and let herself sink to the floor. Paige was gone. Probably dead. Her world was gone, and her parents were gone. The whole of existence would soon be gone. These 'Atlantis Protectors,' if that's who had captured them, didn't seem too keen on helping them.

She felt her fire going out. Her will to fight escaped her. She hung her head in despair.

She started to hear muffled shouting. Looking up, she saw The Curator beating her fists against the glowing blue barrier.

"Billie! Billie! We can still save everyone! Well, almost everyone. We shouldn't let Paige die in vain."

Billie laid herself down on the cold white floor. She felt herself break as she turned away from The Curator. She tuned out the muffled shouting, and sobbed, leaving all she was in tears on the floor.