CHAPTER 3

I woke up to a huge crash in the corridor, I stood up hastily and ran towards that noise, It was a girl, she looked like she was about my age, she had yellow skin, that looked like she caught jaundice a couple months ago, She was holding onto a Moleskine Diary that looked so worn down, it looked like one of those preserved bibles we'd see in museums. Before I could react to what I'd just seen, Tisha rushed towards her and helped her carry all the belongings into a room and locked the door as she saw my bewildered face. I heard them mentioning 'PAOMAS' a few times, but, who could care less? I kept quiet and stood there… But my curiosity caught the better of me, I was going to confront her as soon as she came out. I've been here and bored all of that torture for almost a year, and they never even bothered to tell me what was going on!

I got tired of reading these books about geography when I Can't even leave a damn building. I mean come on! I read about Antarctica, There isn't a point in reading about Antarctica when your life is in a literal place as cold as Antarctica. But hey! At least penguins and walruses can survive with all this ice and snow. I was about the only good thing that happened to this world before the ice age. It's getting hard to look at the bright side of things when you're always left in the Dark. These days thinking about all those people who thought the world was threatened by global warming just makes me chuckle. I wish global warming was gonna happen again soon, all this Ice needs to melt In PAOMAS and in the world.

I finally brought up the courage to ask Tisha why she kept everything in secret from me. Her face told me that she hated this conversation, so I waited before asking her about it for a few days. No one ever talked to me except to tell me it's time to eat and do the weekly chores. I got agitated every time, especially since I had to go outside. I used to hate going out before the ice-age, but now my only wish was to go out and see all of the snow mounts and things. I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I still had parents. I just wished that I had enough time to bury them inside their graves and mourn for their death. I had no choice but to listen to Tisha and Marcus. Why do I even try, all I do is work, study, read, wonder about the outside world and listen to them try to keep secrets from me. I felt like crap when they'd tell me to do everything that a servant would do. I'd rather be dead than bear them holding their secrets from me. Since when was my life this miserable? What did I do to deserve such a fate?

I often considered suicide, but never had it in me to do such a thing, because I knew deep down that my parents would want me to live. Maybe they somehow sacrificed themselves to save me, but how would they?They know how I can't live without them. They are key to my survival, but surviving has changed.Being locked up in a mansion and saying that is called survival just doesn't seem to buy it. I had to know what was going on.

Just then I spotted Tisha waving Bye to the moleskin girl, walking towards the cafeteria to help prepare dinner. I decided to yank her aside and confront her and ask what the heck was going on.

I yanked at her and pulled her aside.

"What do you want now?" She asked while rolling her eyes, "Look, I don't have time for games, tell me why you yanked me here and I'll start to leave"

My insides were raging, How could that lady keep me in the dark, after all, I've stayed in that mansion for about a year, and they could trust my loyalty towards them. I had stayed here for about a year now and i didnt know a crap about what was going on in that damned cult.

"Why do you always keep me in the dark about everything?" I asked her "Look, I don't know anything about this, and I know that you can learn to trust me. You should've known that I'm trustworthy, and I need to know why you're so secretive all the time."

She took a deep breath and started. "Let me tell you the reason PAOMAS is very secretive about things…"