Maria has been turned! Lets find out more in chapter 7...
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Maria went with Deada along a corridor and through some more doors. When at last they stopped they were separated into raptors, reptiles (there were very few of these) and cats. Boys had been sent through a different door after they'd been 'turned' so there weren't any. Maria was issued with pajamas and then sent through into another room with beds in. Well, at least these ones don't have broken springs, she thought. She lay down, but it didn't feel right. She crouched and gathered her duvet around her. She then tucked her head in. It felt nice, natural, she drifted off to sleep...
Maria was dreaming. For the first time, she was thinking about all she had left behind... her mum and dad must be so worried... her brother Tom would be out helping the police, she expected... all her friends would be sobbing (they were that sort of people)... and she could never see any of them again. She felt so alone, even with her raptor spirit. She'd disappeared without a trace, and nobody would be able to find out where she was. She had to let go of her old life. What happened here could change the course of the world. Or will it? She suddenly realized that she had no idea what was really going on between the 2 different sorts of Phases, except that there was a war and the RR Phases thought the other sort were evil. I'll probably find out tomorrow. And with that thought she sank deep into sleep and didn't dream anymore....
Deada, however, didn't sleep well at all. Strange images about young girls and kidnapping played themselves over and over in her head. What was going on? Why should she care? She'd been born a Phase, hadn't she? And in 2 years she would be 100 and become an Elder like Devic. Her mum and dad had both been golden eagles like her, but they'd been killed in the Battle of the Caverns when she was a baby. Hadn't they? But, it was absurd. Her oldest memory was when she'd been about 3 and was being told off for leaving dirty marks on the ceiling. So she'd been a Phase when she was tiny. She couldn't have been turned at that age. It was impossible, wasn't it? She'd grown up with her uncle and aunt. Did they know something? She'd have to ask them. Soon. She was getting more uneasy by the minuet. Eventually she got to sleep, but all through the night she dreamed about baby's, kidnapping, and the room where the Phases were made. It's not right... we shouldn't be doing this... but I'm strong, I don't care... they're only humans... most Phases were humans once... and I might've been human once...
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Hmm... something is up... ;-) sorry this chapter's so short, I didn't have much time to write it, or type it, or what ever. You'll find out more in chapter 8. Please comment!
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