Cosmic Collisions (Novel)

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen:

Struggling against a heavy built man in a Space Suit identical to her own, Isla thrashed around in outer space turning her head to try and get the blindfold off her visor and helmet. Swallowing the panic that rose up inside her, Isla elbowed her attacker, which caused him to wrap his arms around her even tighter than before.

"Hey! Stop! Let me go! Right now," Isla screamed, continuing to struggle. She could feel herself being pulled backwards at incredible speed. Something touched her feet and she screamed; later it turned out It was a Whale-dragon coming to see what all the fuss was about. Suddenly, they slammed to the floor of a Space Pod and he took off her blindfold. She stared in amazement as she saw that the man was Mr. Snow.

"Miss me, Sunshine?" he snarled, clapping her on the back and shoving her forwards to the entrance of the unfamiliar ship. Isla fell hard onto the floor, groaning as she did so. The visor cracked in the middle from the impact and her thoughts flew all over the place, real panic now setting in. She decided to lay very still to see if she could somehow outsmart him, but instead of doing that, he became even more angry with her, picking her up by her Space Suit and dragging her across the interlinking passage. Isla stared down at the ground whizzing past, her feet dragging on the floor. She tried struggling once more and turned her head to get a good look at the doors they were passing. This was met with a vice grip on her shoulders as he smashed her head against the floor. Terror filled Isla and she closed her eyes to avoid the shards of glass from the visor, but she wasn't as enough as one piece of glass lodged itself into one of her eyes. The sudden excruciating pain made her scream out and she didn't even notice which room they'd gone into until she was brutally thrown into the corner, hearing loud clang as the doors banged shut and the key turned in the lock. Not being able to see in one eye, Isla started taking off her Space Suit. It was a long and arduous process and Isla couldn't think about anything other than pain. Having been thrown into the room, the shard of glass had cut in deeper and the way she had landed and the shooting in her wrist told her that something was seriously wrong. Once she'd managed to get the suit off completely, she finally took in her surroundings and realised how in trouble she truly was. Isla suddenly couldn't breathe and the room felt as if it was closing in on her. She tried to control her panic and pulled out the piece of glass lodged in her eye. The pain was immense and Isla whimpered, then cursed at herself for being so weak. Still only seeing with one eye, Isla stood up using her hurt wrist to heave herself up and shooting pain sent shockwaves through her.

"Damit!" Isla exclaimed, clutching onto her wrist with her other hand. Now that she was standing she could really take in her surroundings despite her impaired vision. She saw a heavy chain with a massive padlock wrapped around the prison bars. Isla was trapped; she knew that, of course, but that didn't stop her from reaching for the padlock and yanking at it, hurting her further.

"I've tried that. Trust me, don't bother," said a voice. Isla whirled around causing her head to throb in pain. With a gasp, she realised that the three walls out of four were also barred and the girl who'd just spoken sat on the other side in another cell. Isla couldn't quite make her out in the murky darkness.

"Who are you? How long have you been down here? Wherever here' is," Isla whispered, noticing with dread that this person had obviously given up. She promised herself she never would, but wished, yet again that Luca was beside her. He'd know what to do, she was sure of that. He'd already have it all worked out and would manage to save the others, with her help, as well.

"I'd say we've been here for five months, maybe. The days pass incredibly slowly here. We're some of the 'lucky' ones. There are others who've been here for years," she replied in the other room, "Estelle. By the way," She said her name as if it was a bit of an afterthought if it wasn't that important and Isla wondered what had happened to her to make it seem so utterly indifferent about this whole thing.