Chapter 3- Death to Trust

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Chapter 3- Death to Trust

       “What do you mean she’s dead?! You said she’d be out healthy today! What happened?! You had more important patients than my daughter?! You let her die?! How could you?! What am I supposed to tell my 8 year old son?!” A woman’s voice was screaming about something, she seemed to be in distress, but I couldn’t tell why, did someone die? I tried to open my eyes to see who it was, but I couldn’t open my eyes at all, I couldn’t move my body. I could hear crying and yelling, but no way to tell who and why. “Ms. Blanc please stay calm, your daughter was in too much pain and mentally couldn’t handle anything, her mind was broken. She was an interesting patient indeed, there was no way we can save her, it seemed like her body wouldn’t take any medication and wouldn’t heal, like it was purposely trying to kill her. We can’t explain it anymore, but we really did try to help her. We are deeply sorry for your loss.” Someone was talking to my mom about her daughter, which was me. Wait, I’m dead? How can that be? I’m still alive! I can hear them! This is all a mistake! A nightmare! Someone look at me! Wake me up! Stop this!

          “Oh Aurore, will you ever stop being so uptight? Just calm down and maybe you’ll get answers.” Piper was talking to me now, but how? Was she in the room? “Aurore, I am talking to you through your head, you are traveling to a different realm, and once you get there, you’ll be back to normal like you never got into that accident, but you must listen to my directions immediately. No stalling and getting off task. Do you understand?” I didn’t know how to process this, it seems like I was hallucinating again and this was all going to end soon, and I would wake up back in the hospital room. “Aurore, just do what I say.” She sighed and I never heard from her again.

             Why did I die? Why was all this happening to me? Is this normal for people in my situation? Should I tell someone? Mom? The nurses? Will they help me? What should I do? All these questions racing through my head and wouldn’t stop, like an old film on repeat forever. I wanted all these questions answered before I go completely insane, which I believe is already happening. My head pounding with panic and curiosity, I couldn’t feel myself falling with a great velocity down a dark tunnel and a white light at the end. I didn’t have enough time to ask questions since I already plummeted to the ground. Back to normal huh? Yea, thanks Piper. I got up and stretched, looking around it seemed like a regular town you’d see, but the people were so different. Wearing elaborate clothes that I couldn’t even describe myself, and there were so many different creatures than humans. I didn’t know how to take this, was this a dream? Hallucinations? The real thing? What? I didn’t know.

                “Great, you’re here. Welcome Aurore, to my home planet, Nesha. Nesha is almost like Earth as you can see, but it has its differences too, and you shall see that as you get to know this place. Well, let’s get started. You should meet me at the City Hall, which is not a long way away in walking distance, but why not take the advantage of learning to use your powers? You see, everyone here, mutant or not have the power to transport. Even the smallest of organisms imaginable can transport. No one knows why, but that’s just how it is, so we take it for what it is. Moving on, you should get used to this power right away because if you don’t, well, you’ll die. First step, stand straight and tall, and relaxed, don’t want to be stiff when you land. Go on now.”

                   I thought why not play along; it was my dream so I should have fun with is. I did as she said; I stood on the stone ground, feet together and arms at my side. My head looking straight ahead at the bustling bakery, and I closed my eyes, relaxing my muscles and body, keeping myself calm and worry free, and for the first time in a while a calm smile spread across my face.

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