I come to with a yelp. I'm glad to be alive until I remember what happened, and fear grabs hold of me. I do a quick scan of my surroundings, but there's no sign of Scar Lady.
I'm alone. And I feel great. No bruised ribs from my assault. No sore neck from nearly being choked to death. Not even a scratch. That can only mean one thing.
It wasn't real.
I'm relieved but disappointed. I thought I had overcome whatever was making me insane. Clearly, I was wrong.
I spend the next few hours doing whatever I can to pass the time. I count the items in the room. I draw patterns in the foam with my finger. I even stare blankly ahead.
After a while, I discover I'm hungry. It's been so long since my last meal I can't remember when that was. I'm struggling to find a way to communicate my hunger to my captors when I notice a platter by the wall where my visitors appeared.
I don't know how it got there, but I'm too hungry to care. I leap off the bed and grab the platter. My meal consists of a bowl of soup, a slice of bread, a plate of veggies, and a mysterious red dip. For dessert, there's a slice of pie with orange filling. The lack of meat indicates my captors know I'm vegetarian.
I start with the soup. It's delicious. The bread tastes odd, but it's quite filling. The vegetable platter is also unusual, but each mouthful is a delight. The best part is the pie. It tastes sweet, yet somehow refreshing. I wash it down with a glass of water.
It's not until I ingest every last morsel that I notice the note stuck to the bottom of the bowl. I pull it off and read it.
You'renot crazy. Help is on the way.
YOU ARE READING
The Nibiru Effect
FantasyA cryptic dream. A strange symbol. A magical ring. Will's life will never be the same. Lured away from his life at the orphanage by the promise of a family reunion, fifteen-year-old Will Save unwittingly embarks on an adventure through time and spac...
