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back in my own bed.”
Kaila heard the desperation in her voice, the slightly unhinged tone that said she was teetering on the edge of losing control. The nurse continued working on the strips of tape, as if there was nothing as important as her present job at hand. For a fraction of a second Kaila wanted to grab the nurses hand, squeeze her fingers until they were crushed, bones cracking with pops, like snapping branches.
“There,” the nurse said when she had pulled the last piece of tape away.
A half-smile curved her lips. That smile alone was a catalyst that ignited fury that seemed to have no boundaries within Kaila. She wasn’t sure where it had come from, only that it entwined with the loss of Norm. But even imagining that she had lost Norm would have meant that she’d had him in the first place, something that she couldn’t admit was even true. And the thoughts that skated through her mind on the thinnest of ice that crackled when you placed a foot on it, threatened to shatter her. Kaila fisted a hand in the bed sheets, trying by sheer will and force to remain there, to not slip back into the world where she knew nothing but a black hole of time existed.
“Can I go now?”
There was even more pleading and urgency in her tone. Neither emotion seemed to be of her; they were of others, those who cared about the humans that circulated around her in a symbol of infinity without end and having no beginning.
“I’ll have to check with what Dr. Rosell says,” the nurse said.
She had applied a fresh Band-Aid to Kaila’s hand and was now a few feet away.
“Are you feeling okay?” she said, studying Kaila with a critical eye.
Kaila could feel a bead of sweat forming on her forehead. Another drop dripped down the small of her back from the sheer will of holding on to this reality. Because it would be so easy to slip away again, where everything was blank and there were no emotions only a space of being.
“I’m okay,” Kaila said through clenched teeth, feeling anything but what she had just stated. “I just want to go back to my bed…my room and…please let me go.”
Her hands clasped together in supplication without her volition. She wondered who was controlling her.
The nurse’s wary expression didn’t waver even fractionally. She nodded all the same, as if trying to convince Kaila that she would heed her pleas, though that was clearly so far from the truth.
“Please, let me go,” Kaila said one octave below a screech.
It was enough for the nurse to turn tail and flee the last few feet to the partially cracked door that led to freedom. Something snapped in Kaila and she was off the bed, and in one smooth move had pounced on the nurse. The two fell together. The nurse took the full brunt of the fall, flailing her arms for less than a second before all the wind was knocked out of her and she was left gasping for breath. Now atop the flattened nurse, Kaila tried to make sense of what had just happened. Up until seconds before she’d had no intention of doing anything other than watching the nurse push through the door. She had planned to allow the wheels that ran Wildwind to spin until she was out of her White Prison.
Panting from adrenalin and her rapid moves, Kaila placed all the pieces to the puzzle of her sudden and unexplained actions on a mental blackboard. She had read of this phenomenon, where fear was like a scent that made an otherwise uninterested predator attack. Kaila didn’t know what she had planned to do when she had tackled the nurse, only that it was all she could think of and she had acted on her instincts.
“What the hell is going on Kaila?”
Kaila remained frozen in place, confused and unsure about how she was going to fix what she had done. When she felt hands wrap around her upper arms she relaxed in their grip and waited for the next part. The slight pinch came just as the spiders arrived. Darkness returned.
CHAPTER 7
Three days later
Kaila heard the desperation in her voice, the slightly unhinged tone that said she was teetering on the edge of losing control. The nurse continued working on the strips of tape, as if there was nothing as important as her present job at hand. For a fraction of a second Kaila wanted to grab the nurses hand, squeeze her fingers until they were crushed, bones cracking with pops, like snapping branches.
“There,” the nurse said when she had pulled the last piece of tape away.
A half-smile curved her lips. That smile alone was a catalyst that ignited fury that seemed to have no boundaries within Kaila. She wasn’t sure where it had come from, only that it entwined with the loss of Norm. But even imagining that she had lost Norm would have meant that she’d had him in the first place, something that she couldn’t admit was even true. And the thoughts that skated through her mind on the thinnest of ice that crackled when you placed a foot on it, threatened to shatter her. Kaila fisted a hand in the bed sheets, trying by sheer will and force to remain there, to not slip back into the world where she knew nothing but a black hole of time existed.
“Can I go now?”
There was even more pleading and urgency in her tone. Neither emotion seemed to be of her; they were of others, those who cared about the humans that circulated around her in a symbol of infinity without end and having no beginning.
“I’ll have to check with what Dr. Rosell says,” the nurse said.
She had applied a fresh Band-Aid to Kaila’s hand and was now a few feet away.
“Are you feeling okay?” she said, studying Kaila with a critical eye.
Kaila could feel a bead of sweat forming on her forehead. Another drop dripped down the small of her back from the sheer will of holding on to this reality. Because it would be so easy to slip away again, where everything was blank and there were no emotions only a space of being.
“I’m okay,” Kaila said through clenched teeth, feeling anything but what she had just stated. “I just want to go back to my bed…my room and…please let me go.”
Her hands clasped together in supplication without her volition. She wondered who was controlling her.
The nurse’s wary expression didn’t waver even fractionally. She nodded all the same, as if trying to convince Kaila that she would heed her pleas, though that was clearly so far from the truth.
“Please, let me go,” Kaila said one octave below a screech.
It was enough for the nurse to turn tail and flee the last few feet to the partially cracked door that led to freedom. Something snapped in Kaila and she was off the bed, and in one smooth move had pounced on the nurse. The two fell together. The nurse took the full brunt of the fall, flailing her arms for less than a second before all the wind was knocked out of her and she was left gasping for breath. Now atop the flattened nurse, Kaila tried to make sense of what had just happened. Up until seconds before she’d had no intention of doing anything other than watching the nurse push through the door. She had planned to allow the wheels that ran Wildwind to spin until she was out of her White Prison.
Panting from adrenalin and her rapid moves, Kaila placed all the pieces to the puzzle of her sudden and unexplained actions on a mental blackboard. She had read of this phenomenon, where fear was like a scent that made an otherwise uninterested predator attack. Kaila didn’t know what she had planned to do when she had tackled the nurse, only that it was all she could think of and she had acted on her instincts.
“What the hell is going on Kaila?”
Kaila remained frozen in place, confused and unsure about how she was going to fix what she had done. When she felt hands wrap around her upper arms she relaxed in their grip and waited for the next part. The slight pinch came just as the spiders arrived. Darkness returned.
CHAPTER 7
Three days later
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