CAPTURE THIS (Updating regularly)

Chapter 1

His worried face towered over her as she sat up on the narrow hospital bed.

"What lad?" Amber prompted.

Was he talking about the mystery man? The one who wouldn't tell her his name?

"I don't know. I thought you knew him." Mr Riley told her, frowning slightly. "He told me to tell you that he has all your stuff."

"Is he here?" Amber asked, wondering how she would get her things.

She didn't quite understand why but she was eager to see him again. 

Mr Riley shook his head. Amber slumped back into her pillows and sighed.

"How am I going to find him? I only met him today." Amber groaned. "It was the paint set Mum had left me."

Mr Riley sighed. "I told you to be careful with that thing."

Amber wished she had taken more care of it. It was the only thing she had to remember her mother by. After her mother's death, Amber used to cradle the thing, remembering how her mother used to paint.

"I know, Dad. I should have listened." She sighed again.

"Well, there's no point crying over it now. How's your leg?" He took Amber's hand and she glanced down at her legs which were covered by a thick blanket.

"It's hurts a bit." She admitted. "What happened to it?"

 "When you collapsed, you jammed half the paintbrush into your leg. The guy didn't know what to do so he carried you to the hospital." He told her.

Amber cringed. That must have hurt...

"Why didn't he call an ambulance?" She wondered aloud.

"No service in the forest." He told her.

Amber nodded feeling slightly disappointed.

 "What happened, Amber? The doctors don't have a clue as to why you fainted. They thought that maybe you were tired from walking there. Maybe you didn't get enough sleep last night..."

Amber frowned at her father. She felt confused and overwhelmed.

"I don't know... I was painting and then..."

She trailed off, fiddling with the pale sheets on her bed.

What had happened? All Amber could remember was the trees and the painting and the humming of a bird... no, it was that man... the mystery man.

A nurse and doctor walked into the room holding identical clipboards. The nurse looked rather young and stared at the doctor with an intimidated expression on her face. She caught Amber's eyes and pasted a fake smile onto her face.

"Good to see you're awake." She said to Amber with a quiet voice.

"Yes, alright Nina, that's enough." The doctor snapped at her irritably. "We need to ask you a few questions so we can find the cause of you fainting."

Amber glanced at her father nervously. The doctor was certainly intimidating and she didn't want to be left alone with him at all.

"I think I'd prefer it if the nurse did the questions, Doctor Reiner." Her father said, squeezing Amber's hand.

The doctor let out a short, humourless laugh. "I don't think so. The woman's an idiot. Doesn't even know her left and right."

The nurse whimpered, looking hurt. She clutched her clipboard and tearfully looked away.

"Now, that's no way to talk about a lady." Mr Riley scolded the doctor.

Doctor Reiner scowled at the nurse and fixed his glasses. "It's true. Last week, the little rat told a patient she was pregnant when she was not."