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Chapter Two: Way To Trigonous

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The saucer stayed in the sky above us for what felt like an eternity and finally launched a blue spotlight down. It landed on me separating me from the others beside me.

Beside me, my mom had a death grip on my arm. She tried pulling me to her but that was impossible. I was rooted to the place like a tree in the soil. Mom and Del started crying and a tear streamed down my cheek and soon converted to pouring.

It was all because, I was electred.

I became numb. I muttered, "Goodbye." A loud beep filled the air in alarm and slowly the light sucked me inside.

It was tormenting to watch what was going on, on the ground. Mom was acting like a wild animal trying to catch its prey and her tears didn't stop. Dad locked her in his arms and Del caressed her arms.

People gave those sympathetic looks, some watching me lifted up. I was almost dead, blood drained from my face. "I will miss you." I mouthed to them as if they can see me. I was several feet above the ground vacuumed in the flying saucer.

When I was almost there I was inside the object in a blink. My eyes were tightly closed and my nails where digging in my palm as I clinched my fist to my dear life.

I carefully opened my eyes. The dreading thought of dying still tossed in my head. We don't know what happened to everyone in Trigonous, they never told us.

What if electring is an act of getting rid of useless people? Somewhere even I am useless. What if they kill us and just let others know that they cannot disclose about Trigonous so that they won't be caught.

God! No! This is it! That means it was the last 'goodbye' I bid to my family.

I didn't dare to open my eyes. If I was to die, I will not face it. But all my worst thoughts were triggered by a touch.

A hand got placed on my shoulder, "Open your eyes," The sweet voice belonged to the owner of the hand. I guess.

My eyes pained while opening because I closed them very tightly. When my eyes were fully open I got blinded by the white walls of the interior of the saucer.

I turned on my heel to face the shiny blond medium heighted women in a blue pencil skirt and greyish blue sleeveless top. She was indeed a beautiful women with gray eyes, those shine when they get what they want.

She gave me a sweet smile and made a circle by joining her index fingers and thumbs, she parted them swiftly and a screen appeared in front of me.

My weak eyes suddenly got energy and they rose in disbelief. The screen, it was like as if it was extracted from the air itself.

New technology about which you want to know. My subconscious interrupted. I was in front of some much advanced lady and soon I was going to be the part of the place she had come from.

"Hello, Margaret," The lady astonished me by her knowledge of my name.

"How do you know my name?" I asked out of shock. My face dried up from the unending tears and was replaced with a hunger for these foreign tactics.

The screen floated in the air and lady gazed at it intensely. "I know a lot about you Miss Margaret Stone. Come have a look," She motioned for me to stand beside her.

I skipped beside her and saw something jaw dropping. The screen that was produced was like my ID. My name, my address, my school, my parents' names (even their salaries), also the names of few of my friends and my picture.