CHAPTER 8

I walked to see what Tisha was up to, but just before I reached the destination, I fainted, right next to the testing lab. I woke up, there was bright light in my eyes. I was dazed for a few minutes, but it took a few seconds till my vision cleared. I sat up and looked around, I was in one of the medical room beds. I knew, because I had to take lunch there before, back when I was just another one of Tisha's maids. Now I'm just one of her Pawns that is helping her make the ship. Plus, who knows, what the hell the ship is for? I said to myself.

As soon as I got up from the bed, The back of my neck started tingling, like an alive bug was crawling under my skin. I didn't bother to touch it, I just removed my hair tie, trying to hide whatever PAOMAS had done to my neck. I put on my boots, and ran across the room, Mia was there, waiting for me, with Isaiah by her side, he was looking grim. Like he knew about my neck. Mia didn't try to talk about anything, like, she was mad at me.

"Uhhh… Why this silence?" I said, because I couldn't handle being quiet. Mia and Isaiah gave no response. "Alright. Fine, I understand that you don't wanna talk to me."

I walked off, limping, every bone in my body seemed to weigh 10 times heavier. I was gonna reach the room's door, but I felt like something was stopping me from moving. I looked back, Nothing was holding me back or pulling me towards it. I touched the back of my neck, to find some sort of a pimple like thing growing on me. I tapped it with my knuckle, nah, not a tap, a very hard thump, making me squeak "Ouch!"

I tried walking inside. It worked, I smiled at my "genius" mind, and layed there, on my bunk, staring at the ceiling, Wondering about irrelevant things that I'm too lazy to mention.

Mia entered the room, Isaiah following her, she shut the door hardly behind her. She looked at me like some sort of hope she had was lost. Isaiah smirked, probably at me and my pathetic lifestyle. Mia glared at him like he'd broken some sort of rule.

I looked at them for a second before looking back at the ceiling. They kept staring at me like I had something weird tattooed on my face.

"Hey… Quit staring" I said, weakly, I don't know why, but after I'd fainted, and woke up in the lab's bed, I'd felt weak, like everything in my body was melting and I didn't have the energy to even move my finger properly. "Cut it out"

Mia slouched over on the other bunk. Isaiah made himself a seat by sitting cross-legged on the desk. We sat there in silence, not even Isaiah, the one who used to warm things up, spoke up, the ice had remained this time, no-one was gonna talk, so I just layed there, weakening every minute, like I'd committed some sort of crime touching a forbidden liquid, and, I'd been infected with a deadly disease, which would make me die in a few days.

After a few minutes she walked in, Tisha, The witch! She was behind PAOMAS! She was behind this secret cult. I wanted to confront her, but every cell in my body hurt. I didn't have the energy even to talk. She was holding a dinner tray, I couldn't see the contents,because I started to lose all the energy, so I strained my eyes, but nothing worked, I wasn't able to see properly.

"My eyes…" I muttered, "What've you done to me?"

"I've done nothing to you dear!" She said in a British accent, She seemed to have been a brit all along. "Here, I've gotten you some food to make you feel better!" she said, cheerfully, like all that hatred she'd had for me was gone.

"Bunch of lies!" Isaiah said. I knew part of me wanted to support Isaiah on this, But, I knew better than to butt in, or it would make them hate me even more.

She frowned, like, she'd gone offended, and stormed away from the room.

"Hey, uhh… Natalie." He said, like he was sorry for ignoring me,"You might wanna take a rest for a couple of days, take a day off tomorrow…!"

"Yeah. I'm sorry I was so cold to you!" Mia said dully, then she started glowing, and quickly added, "Get it? Cold, ice age 2?"

Isaiah and I groaned. Then laughed.

"Go on! Eat up!" Isaiah said, like he was the one who prepared the meal.

As soon as I took a bite, I felt a little stronger than before, then, I fainted.

"She reminds me of my little sister…" Mia said, like she'd lost something, " I wish she were still here, My sister and Natalie would be very good friends…"

"I don't know why, but every time I see her, she reminds me of my tía… "

I smiled at Mia's words, But I wasn't sure if I were to take Isaiah's words as an Insult or a compliment, just before I was gonna start my analysis, he added, " Natalie, if you're listening to this, I hope you take this as a compliment."

I smiled, while my consciousness was starting to fade away.