Groggy I open my eyes to see Miss Fazer standing over me. "Miss F-"
"I go by Sam. Don't try to get up to quickly." Sam warns as I try to pull myself into a sitting position.
"Where am I? I ask looking around a room that's posher than a resort. The walls are brightly painted with pictures of flowers. The furniture looks fresh off the showroom floor, even the bed I am in feels crisp.
"The compound." She says gently.
"Compound. Like a prison?"
Sam shakes her head with a small smile. "No. More like a sanctuary." She says. A loud crash followed by raised voices comes through a nearby window. Sam peeks through the curtain then looks at me regretfully. "Sorry, but there seems to be a mess I need to clean up. I'll send someone to come get you in a little while." With that Sam takes a step forward and dissapears into the window.
"What the?!" I leap from the bed to see if she really just jumped out a window that's who knows how high up. A dizzy spell hits me instantly sending my sprawling across the floor praying the room would just pick a single direction to spin.
Eventually my barings return and I pull myself up. On wobbly legs I walk towards the window. Swishing the curtain aside my breath is taken away. The room I occupy is several stories up with a large courtyard sprawling below. Compound would definately be a fittinng description. It's like a gigantic military summer camp. Different kinds of obsticle courses are scattered around with small cabin like buildings between.
"Hey." The voice is unmistakeable, but I am hesitant to turn. "You still mad at me?"
I take a deep sigh and let the curtain close. "No Shiloe. I'm not mad at you. I understand now." My eyes fall to my hands. So pale and small, but the memory of the flames makes me shudder. "I'm terrified of what I can do."
Shiloe's steps softly over to where I stand. "I'm sorry Willow."
I look at her then. Her blue eyes are so open and sincere. My own eyes begin to burn and my throat closes up. Before the first sob breaks she pulls me into a hug. "I'm so sorry."
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FanfictionJune 3, 2000 A small man walks down a dim corridor at a brisk clip, his dress shoes echoing off the walls. He stops outside a heavy metal door. He knocks once using his knuckles. A small panel slides out from the door's frame. Without hesitation the...
