Author: CKjaerL

Brody has managed to get a message around that people should be aware, be ready, in case something happens. I’m not sure if people believe him or think he’s kidding himself thinking he can...

They take me back to my cage after the ‘treatments’ of the day. The cold cement floor feels like heaven after the fiery veins of setting 2. I gratefully lie down on it and...

I open my eyes and look around the room. The lab-coat doesn’t seem to have gotten the desired results, at least he’s still shaking his head in frustration. “Setting two,” he orders. I smile...

I’m leaning against the bars, trying my best to resist the temptation to reach out and map out the place. It’s like I have all this power, but I’m not allowed to use it....

There’s something hard pressing against my face. I try to reach out a hand and find out what it is, but something is stopping that too. I slide it up instead, feeling for the...

It became a long night of talking and playing cards – Uncle Howard got the hang of it around dinner time. He left just around there, but Brody and I decided to bring some...

“So, how do you play?” He pulls a chair over from the desk and Brody explains the rules. “No mind reading,” I warn him. “I don’t read minds,” he says. “I read emotions and...

I stare down at the words in front of me, unable to fully grasp their meaning. Like a little kid waiting for Santa, I waited for that message. I waited, and I hoped, and...

“Pick up your scissors,” the shadows order me. “I won’t.” “Pick up your scissors.” “I shan’t,” I say stubbornly. The knock on the door makes me curl up again. “I shan’t,” I whisper. The...

“You’re not even trying anymore,” Brody complains that Sunday “I’m juggling 50.000 pine needles; don’t tell me I’m not trying,” I spit defensively. “You were the one who said that once you got the...