All Chapters of Fictitious Reality: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sia was lying on the bed, her face pale as a ghost. It didn’t even look like she was breathing. R waited impatiently for S-15 to arrive. *What happened mat…..Gosh! What happened to her leg?* S-15 said as he took in her bruised and battered leg. *How can I cure her?* R said as he gripped S-15’s shoulder.*The only way is to use a healing wand.**But, that is in master’s room.*

Sia looked around the room curiously. It was so different from the white room she had been earlier. She was tempted to try her imagination in this room too. She imagined a calendar and a clock with full precision but nothing happened. She tried imagining hundreds of other things but nothing appeared on the wall. She ran her hands over the wall to find that it was made of stone. She smacked her head and muttered, “This place seems to have messed with my brain. Maybe I will continue like this even after I return home…..home.” She laughed drily at that thought. She wondered if those four walls could be called home.

R pondered over her question for a while and answered *That is the way I have always communicated. It is natural for me**Do all the others communicate similarly too?*

A searing pain shot through Sia. She felt like her heart was being crushed under huge boulders. She had to thrust her fist into her mouth to muffle the sobs that threatened to escape. They had killed her uncle, her guardian, her life! She felt like the air had left her lungs. Wait, how did everything turn black? How did uncle vanish suddenly? It was then she realized that she had been staring at a video all this while. It had seemed so real. She hadn’t even recovered from this shock when she was suddenly thrown against the wall by an invisible force.

Sia ran to the only place where she could find solace. It was a decent cottage a few meters into the forest. Nothing very lavish, just a small cottage with a beautiful garden. She knocked at the door, still sobbing. The door was opened by Myra. “MY dear, why are you crying?” She asked worriedly as she pulled her into an embrace. Myra held her while she cried her heart out. After the dam of tears finally got over Sia felt a bit embarrassed at her behavior. She moved away from her embrace and said, “I am sorry Myra. I just got a bit carried a