Legacy In Fire (Book 1)

Eyes of Amber(Chap-9)

I was still situated in the room; I was starting to feel astronomically agitated; I was gaining an inchoate desire to burn.

The room was conflicting to the emotions that held me now, it was so dull, so lifeless...so dispassionate, while I sat at the edge of the bed, gripping the sheets and warring in fervent emotion, heat that threatened to burn and burn and give this room the colour and visceral sentiments it in all quintessence needed.

I let go of the sheet and looked at it, it wasn't white where I held it anymore, rather, it was slightly brown; a burnt shade. But it couldn't possibly be charred; I had none of my matches, my lighters...my lighter?

I let go of any thoughts I had about it; it was gone now, no more use for it. I let the brown-spot situation be left to just a typical mud stain or dirt stain conclusion, though I hadn't been exposed to any of those since the altercation that night, but it seemed more rational than the thought that found its way creeping into my mind. A thought that I had attempted to concretize when I was younger, but due to the perspicuous insights of an astute psychologist have been disabused and regarded anew as fictitious.

I turned around to recommence my basking in this torturous room again, but before I could reach the bed, I heard the door open.

Framed in the doorway stood the tiny Dr. Carter. Still sporting her notepad...that notepad needed to be burnt.

She smiled. (God that woman loved smiling!) "Could you follow me please?"

It wasn't a question, and I was beyond irked and feeling claustrophobic in this small room, so I quickly obliged and followed her. Hopefully she would be taking me to Max or...no...could she be taking me to my mother? I didn't want to contemplate on that prospect; it was too touchy.

The halls weren't much different in design from the room; it was simply blank, void of any color and of any people; a vacuous and desolate place. I walked with Vanessa in a silence, not a forthcoming one either; it was vaguely uncomfortable and I felt slightly awkward, but surprisingly I felt no fear. I didn't care where I was going; I just wanted to know that I was coming out of that room. I was sick of drowning in the monotony of that horrid room.

Doors were carved sporadically along the way, with the only adornments, etches of random letters and numbers, and we passed one after the other as if we had no definite destination. I was growing more discomforted with the silence, so I considered building conversation. A conversation that included my mother and Max and what she had said to me about getting Max and me out, but I had to find a way to get some info from her; a deceptive way.

"Where are we-?"

She cut me off right before I finished my question. A door in front of us; nothing special but what was incised on it.

ADNA

RM- A EVA-1

"Here." She gestured me in first. I had the vestige of an assumption that she was going to turn and I'd be probed in that room, and still, strangely I had no impetuous urge to fight.

The room was the only place I'd seen so far that had a smidgen of vivacity. It was painted in a calm ochre, an earthy yellow that allowed me to feel tranquil...at least until I saw the three persons already in there. Desks and chairs were centered in the main space, with a long table lining the back wall wearing a stunning accumulation of books and paints and papers and writing tools. All of them were busy doing something: a caramel-complexioned preteen boy sat scribbling away on a sketchpad, a girl-she looked about my age-with a shock of scarlet curls had a pencil and a stack of papers and a boy with close-cropped golden locks that swept in his face like a sea of waves (safe to say that he was hot and he looked about seventeen) had his face submerged in a book, seemingly reading intently.

Vanessa cleared her throat. "Someone new is here."

They all looked up in unison. They were starkly different in appearances; the preteen even had a small spray of acne, but all of them had a reoccurring motif, a beautiful symbolism I'd seen so many times.

All of them had eyes of amber.

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One question. What will happen next?

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