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wear sunglasses everywhere, but no one seems to care.
“How are you holding up?” she asks, as we sit in a plaza, eating gelato.
“I don’t really know how to answer that. I mean, I’m glad I remember now, but my head is still spinning from everything he told us.” We don’t use names when we talk about the others, just in case someone’s listening. I’ve learned that you can never be too careful. Especially after she filled in some more details for me.
“I get it. When I found out we’d been watched all our lives, it really sent me for a tumble.”
Yeah, that. Apparently, there were cameras everywhere. I don’t even want to know who was watching me pee. I shudder just thinking about it.
“It’s so creepy.”
“Yeah. Nothing to be done about it now, so I try not to dwell.”
“Easier said than done, though, right?”
“Sometimes, it definitely is.”
Back to the business at hand. “Do you really think we’ll find what we need here?”
“Yes. He hasn’t heard from his friend for some time now, but when they were still in contact, clues had been dropped.”
“How will we find it in a city so big, and crowded.”
“The crowds are our friends, and we’ll know when we’re near.”
“We don’t have that skill , do we?”
“We all have a little bit of everything. Not enough to use it, but sometimes we can feel it.”
“Time to walk the city then?”
“Afraid so.”
I can’t even imagine how many miles I’m going to be walking, because even if we can feel it, I’m pretty sure finding the set-up isn’t going to be easy. There are just too many places it could be in a city this size. Good thing I’m now pretty athletic, because I know the “old” me probably would’ve passed out, but the “new” me swam across an ocean or two to get here.
Being activated wasn’t all bad, but I do hope to see my parents again one day. Even if they’re not biologically mine, I know they loved me, and now I also know I love them. There are many benefits to remembering, but there are also some painful things, too. Realizing what was done to my parents, as well as to me, is probably the most painful of all.
Abigail
T he tourists are probably thinking London looks lovely this time of year, but all I can think about is my siblings; how I’m going to find them, and then how I’m going to kill each and every one of them. The Muse is a concern, too, of course; but it was those four who left me, so I’m most concerned with taking them down. Maybe even obsessed, if I’m being honest with myself.
The Creator flew me here, but now I feel like I’m just twiddling my thumbs. I think Levi is too smart to let any of the others come here, but then again, he also thought leaving me alive was okay, too. That’s not going to turn out so well for him.
“Why are you just standing here, looking out the window?” the Creator asks from behind me. “Do something!”
“What? What am I supposed to do? You have no idea where they are.”
“You’re supposed to make yourself useful. Walk the city, think about anything you might have forgotten from your time with Levi, just do something .”
“You want me to just walk blindly around a city this size?”
“Yes, and you should want that to. Or maybe you don’t want to find them.”
“You know I do.”
“No. I know you have failed me once already, and you’re just sitting around here waiting for something to happen now. A true leader doesn’t expect things to just be handed to him or her.”
I hate him. Not as much as I hate the ones I’m destined to kill, but I feel the emotion just the same. I would kill him, too, if I could. Right here and right now, I would do it.
“I’ll go now.” I don’t think I’ll find anything, but I’ll do what he says, because I have no choice.
I change into clothes more suited for a teenager wandering the city, throw on some sunglasses—because if the people I’m with have eyes everywhere, who’s to say their
“How are you holding up?” she asks, as we sit in a plaza, eating gelato.
“I don’t really know how to answer that. I mean, I’m glad I remember now, but my head is still spinning from everything he told us.” We don’t use names when we talk about the others, just in case someone’s listening. I’ve learned that you can never be too careful. Especially after she filled in some more details for me.
“I get it. When I found out we’d been watched all our lives, it really sent me for a tumble.”
Yeah, that. Apparently, there were cameras everywhere. I don’t even want to know who was watching me pee. I shudder just thinking about it.
“It’s so creepy.”
“Yeah. Nothing to be done about it now, so I try not to dwell.”
“Easier said than done, though, right?”
“Sometimes, it definitely is.”
Back to the business at hand. “Do you really think we’ll find what we need here?”
“Yes. He hasn’t heard from his friend for some time now, but when they were still in contact, clues had been dropped.”
“How will we find it in a city so big, and crowded.”
“The crowds are our friends, and we’ll know when we’re near.”
“We don’t have that skill , do we?”
“We all have a little bit of everything. Not enough to use it, but sometimes we can feel it.”
“Time to walk the city then?”
“Afraid so.”
I can’t even imagine how many miles I’m going to be walking, because even if we can feel it, I’m pretty sure finding the set-up isn’t going to be easy. There are just too many places it could be in a city this size. Good thing I’m now pretty athletic, because I know the “old” me probably would’ve passed out, but the “new” me swam across an ocean or two to get here.
Being activated wasn’t all bad, but I do hope to see my parents again one day. Even if they’re not biologically mine, I know they loved me, and now I also know I love them. There are many benefits to remembering, but there are also some painful things, too. Realizing what was done to my parents, as well as to me, is probably the most painful of all.
Abigail
T he tourists are probably thinking London looks lovely this time of year, but all I can think about is my siblings; how I’m going to find them, and then how I’m going to kill each and every one of them. The Muse is a concern, too, of course; but it was those four who left me, so I’m most concerned with taking them down. Maybe even obsessed, if I’m being honest with myself.
The Creator flew me here, but now I feel like I’m just twiddling my thumbs. I think Levi is too smart to let any of the others come here, but then again, he also thought leaving me alive was okay, too. That’s not going to turn out so well for him.
“Why are you just standing here, looking out the window?” the Creator asks from behind me. “Do something!”
“What? What am I supposed to do? You have no idea where they are.”
“You’re supposed to make yourself useful. Walk the city, think about anything you might have forgotten from your time with Levi, just do something .”
“You want me to just walk blindly around a city this size?”
“Yes, and you should want that to. Or maybe you don’t want to find them.”
“You know I do.”
“No. I know you have failed me once already, and you’re just sitting around here waiting for something to happen now. A true leader doesn’t expect things to just be handed to him or her.”
I hate him. Not as much as I hate the ones I’m destined to kill, but I feel the emotion just the same. I would kill him, too, if I could. Right here and right now, I would do it.
“I’ll go now.” I don’t think I’ll find anything, but I’ll do what he says, because I have no choice.
I change into clothes more suited for a teenager wandering the city, throw on some sunglasses—because if the people I’m with have eyes everywhere, who’s to say their
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