Where am I? It is dark, and something clings to me. I struggle, pushing it off, and realize that it is a piece of cloth. A blanket Lily's memories tell me. It keeps people warm when they sleep because the inactivity of sleep makes a person colder.
I push myself into a sitting position, and I realize I am in a dark room. Strange long shapes are lined up near me along the floor, and a strange rough noise that sounds like a door grating against its frame rumbles through the room.
Snoring, a memory supplies me with a word. The shapes must be bodies.
What am I doing here, and how did I end up here, wherever here is?
I must be back in a cell. We must have been caught, and I woke up in the night cycle of the cell. I blew our escape. If only I was stronger.
Maybe a better escape plan would have also helped. Something other than just casually walking out through the main lobby. There have to be other, better ways to escape this jail.
Where is Nathan? Did they put him back in with me?
I don't know what is going on. I need to know, now. I reach out with my hands to read the mind of one of the people near me.
The light switches on, blinding me and plunging me back into my own mind.
"Morning Ya'll. Time to rise to yet another day in our fair city of disappointment." A young teen with straight black hair hanging over his face, probably close to Lizzie's age, is standing near one of the walls, seemingly speaking to everyone. He looks over at me, and smiles.
"Hiya! Lily's awake!" Why was he calling me Lily, and what was this place? It didn't look like a cell. Strange speckled gray tiles covered the ceiling and a course fabric, a carpet, covered the ground. The walls were filled with colorful and unreadable words splashed across them.
I searched through Lily's memories, and realized this must be an abandoned office building. An orphan hangout. Was with Nathan' rebel group he talked about?
"Hope, are you ok?" It was Nathan, sitting next to me. On the other side Lizzie's curly brown hair is emerging from under her blanket.
I'd almost tried to steal Nathan's memories earlier! I need to be more careful about m power. If I'd stolen his memories, even a couple days' worth....
No, it wasn't worth thinking about.
Nathan is staring at me, as if I am some sort of strange creature.
"What's wrong?" I felt fine now. The earlier escapade definitely left me exhausted, and he probably carried me here, but otherwise I was perfectly fine.
"You're... You're eyes." Shock making his voice stutter.
"What about my eyes?" He wasn't making much sense.
"They're red."
"What!" I know that Lily has brown eyes. That this body has brown eyes.
Lizzie also comes over to stare, and soon there is a whole crowd jabbering around me.
I make the world around myself disappear, and tune out there jabbering around me. Why are my eyes red? Are you as confused as me? Or do you already know? Are you going to sit there and smile at me like I am some clueless child? I want to look over at you, but I can't. Not with all these people around trying to stare at my eyes.
The voices quiet down and a hand touches my shoulder, "You can't keep your eyes closed for forever." Lizzie's voice. She is correct. Eventually I will have to open them and allow people to sit there and stare at my eyes.
