“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”
~ Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray ~
Spotlight
Kalla is a young woman with no memory of her past and only a bleak future in front of her. She spends her nights in a tiny cell with a lone window she can barely reach and spends her days with three people she calls the Witches and a scientist who loves to torture her named Thales Mercer. What is so special about Kalla? She is a tech, a type of person born with a malfunction in the brain that alters the way things affect them. Her ability? Cryotech, the ability to control the heat (or lack thereof) around her. At the time she doesn't understand her gift but as she discovers more who are similar to her in the organization Myst she begins to train and perfect her ability. However, she is still stuck in her current prison and has to escape. Will the Myst be there or she be trapped within the abyss of this hell forever? |
Excerpt
As she continued to cry, her tears froze over then melted back into water without any reason. The solid tears began to form into a human figure and the ones that had turned into a liquid were transforming into hair. Kalla could tell it was a female but how a tear-sized female was forming above her eye she had no idea. She thought she was just imagining things and accepted it all happening. After all, freaking out and shooing the small figure away wouldn’t change anything. If anything, it would gain Thales attention on her again, and she didn’t need that now.
“Listen, Kalla. You don’t know who I am, but for now just consider me a Guardian Angel. I can’t stay long, but know this, we are all waiting to save you but we need an answer from you. When you’re ready for us to help you escape just burn the grass outside of your window. We will check it every day. Until then, stay alive.” The aquatic form turned around to see Thales walking up to the table with a new syringe. The form turned back to Kalla. “I must go now. I will break your locks to escape the room for now. Use the wind we send to your advantage.” The female disappeared, and Kalla could see it reform inside the syringe Thales was holding. It nodded to Kalla and then disappeared.
Kalla didn’t understand what was going on but hoped what the human-like water droplet said was true. It wasn’t even a second later when Kalla felt her straps were beginning to rot away from something she couldn’t see. Taking advantage of the weakened straps, Kalla launched up and punched Thales as hard as she could. It wasn’t very strong but it was enough to cause Thales to back up before the blow struck. Then he froze. His hair began blowing around him as his body was lifted off the ground. Kalla knew it was the wind the aquatic human had told her about and lifted her body off the table. Looking around, she found the syringe Thales had dropped when the wind had lifted him into the air and proceeded to thrust it into his skin, hoping it was something that would stop him even longer. She was correct. He began screaming in pain before fainting, still hovering two feet above the ground.
Not wanting to see how long the effects would last, Kalla took off out of the laboratory and through the halls, trying to figure out where the best place to hide would be. She tried opening one of the nearby doors, but it wouldn’t open. She heard some scuffling on the other side of the door then violent yelling in an incomprehensible language. She sighed in relief, knowing that if it had opened she probably would be in even more trouble. Continuing down the hall, she finally came across her room. It was empty and didn’t seem to have been destroyed by the Witches like what usually happened when she left.
Stepping into her cell, it was silent with only the wind
from the window two meters above the ground making a faint whistling noise. She silently closed the door to the cell and sat down on the bed. Her thoughts wandered onto the fact of her head freezing over and the aquatic human that had formed from her teardrops. Kalla wondered what the female meant by there being friends out there or how she was supposed to burn the grass outside of her window. She had no way of creating a fire let alone reaching the window.
The day passed by silently. At moments Kalla wondered if she saw someone walk past her window so she hid in the darkest corner of the room so she wouldn’t be seen. This worked well for her as one of the times someone had actually squatted down by the window to examine the ground and inside the room to look for someone. She couldn’t recognize them as they soon faded into what looked like dust. The figure never saw her in her little corner and the Witches never showed up at her door the rest of the night. She could finally sleep.
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