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Prologue
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2020-09-30 07:30:53They always said if we were too curious, They would come for us. Yet, humankind is naturally curious. How far does a human need to delve before they cross that invisible threshold only the Others can see? They never specified what They wanted either, or why They stole humans away in the night like common thieves, never to be heard from or seen again.
I never thought I would see it happen or have it happen to me. I never thought I would become like Them. Something irreplaceable broke in me that night and the many long and torturous nights that followed.
That incident six months ago haunts my every hour, my every breath. To let my mind wander to those memories, even for only a brief moment, leaves an even larger gaping and festering wound in its place. So, I shut myself down so quickly, I feel as if I locked some part of my soul out in my haste to bury the pain deep. I feel as if I lose a part of me every time I open those blistering doors to the past. The thought of slowly losing who I am, or who I was, used to shred me apart. Now… well, now I couldn’t care less about what I have become and what I will continue to become. I’m no longer at odds with myself. Maybe that should frighten me more than the ghost that stalks me, but it doesn’t. I no longer have the capacity to feel fear over such a useless and hopeless matter. That is not to say, however, that I don’t fear other things.
I’m running. From what, I don’t exactly know. Perhaps I’m running from my broken past, perhaps I’m running from what I have become, perhaps I’m running from the terrifying unknowns of the future, or perhaps from that presence I feel surrounding me, choking me everywhere I turn. In my eyes, these are all decent reasons to run, yet that doesn’t make me feel any less cowardly. But running is what I do best, because, well, it’s the only thing I know now.
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“Damn it, girl, tell me the truth!” He shouts in rage.I scream back, fists clenched, tears close to falling. “Fine! Fine, you want the fucking truth? I’ll give it to you. I’m not a talnarin.” I blink in shock, my momentum halted. I hadn’t expected that to come out, not at all. Now it’s out and I can’t take it back.I look at the now bewildered Malik. If it wasn’t so serious, I might have laughed. The same look sits on Zeke’s face too. I fucked up, bad. I brace myself for what’s to come. They both seem unable to form words, their mouths opening and closin
Fractured Past Chapter 31
We stand at the entrance to the cement prison, and I risk a glance at Malik to find him attentive to his surroundings yet utterly confident in his stance, almost like he hasn’t a care in the world. A quick look at the other four talnarins confirms similar demeanors. If only I could exude that level of confidence, perhaps then I might be able to bluff my way through a confrontation with Malik and Him. As it is, I’m far too transparent in my actions and thoughts.As Malik reaches for the door, my heart nearly bursts out of my chest. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I was prepared to face this place during my journey here, I am nowhere near ready. Just the thought of entering this prison causes me to shake with residual terror from my past experiences.
Fractured Past Chapter 30
A shadow passes over me and I snap my eyes open. I jerk upright, fists held out in front of me. Malik towers over me with an expressionless look, arms crossed. The muscles in his arms bulge and I swallow thickly. His dark hair is tossed over his head carelessly and those unnerving gold eyes seem to stare into my soul.Unsteady, I climb to my feet to face him or whatever he throws my way. The silence grows as he continues to stare, and a strange tension fills the air. Finally, the ever-pressing silence ceases as he says, “We’re leaving. Lead us to this talnarin you’re hunting.” His stare turns hard. “No tricks, girl. If anything seems off, I kill you, understand?”My brain’s
Fractured Past Chapter 29
I glance up as the silence reigns over the room once more. I don’t know how long I’ve sat here stewing over my thoughts. Looking around, I see fear in the human’s faces while the talnarins look relieved or in awe. I don’t have a chance to question it when I see Malik standing just inside the doorway. He scans the faces before him until his golden eyes land on me. I will myself to meet them and not flinch back.After what feels like an eternity staring into his soul, Malik gestures with a jerk of his head for me to follow him. I pause before pushing to my feet. I don’t bother saying goodbye to those I sat with, instead I settle for a simple wave. I never was good with goodbyes.My pace i
Fractured Past Chapter 28
As I enter the office once more, I notice the door across the way and decide to see where it leads. Inside sits a gaudy bedroom with fur rugs and bright tapestries scattered throughout. The owner had terrible tastes.A mini living room sits to the left as soon as you enter. To the back lies a huge bed with curtains draping from the ceiling, a bizarre sight. Next to the bed is a small end table, and I search it for anything useful. A small leather journal is the only thing sitting in the drawer. I pull it out and slowly leaf through the pages, only to find it’s written in another language.Deciding to hold onto it, I stuff it down my shirt and secure it, determined to keep it from Malik, the damn cheater.
