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injured with nowhere
else to go.  
    If I wasn’t
careful I’d get myself into deep trouble. I knew I needed to make decisions for
me not based on the fear of getting found out. I looked at Sonia seriously –
and she gave me the exact same look back.
    “If we do this
no one can find out. We can’t leave any tracks. It’s got to be as if it never
happened.”
    “I understand.
My lips are sealed. We’re both in this together.” Relieved by her loyalty I
started to change out of my red-and-black checked pyjamas.
    “Here, I got you
a matching black top like mine. Put it over your tank top. It’s a bit cold out
there,” smiled Sonia.
    Whilst I was
quickly slipping into a pair of black slim-fit jeans and black converse
trainers, Sonia was emptying some of the contents of her rucksack. Turned out
she’d packed for the both of us. Out rolled two mini torches, marbles, a black
pepper jar, 2 tennis rackets, a bottle of water, two black string bags, a towel
and a fashion magazine.  
    She then handed
me one of the string bags with a personal alarm to clip onto my jeans and a
pair of sunglasses.
    “Why have you
got... actually leave it, so what’s the plan?” I didn’t have the energy to
question any more. I thought I’d just let her lead as she was clearly more
determined than me.
    “Ok, it’s ten
p.m. We’ll have to wait for your dad to go to sleep before we leave.”
    “But we can’t
make a sound, otherwise he’ll know and the whole thing will be over.”
    One of my dad’s
house rules were that no one leaves after nine thirty at night as that’s when
the criminals come out and by being outside you were more likely to get
yourself into a bad situation. Explaining to my dad that I would not be out by
myself and that I would be travelling by car was pointless as he was not the
reasonable type. Therefore, it was critical that he didn’t find out. First I
had to pretend Sonia had left so that she could move her car and park on the
next street.

Chapter
14

 
    Everyone would be gathering at savoc thought Christian as he sat at the
old wooden desk in the factory office. Even though there was a working lamp on
the desk, he didn’t like its light. Instead he’d been sitting there in the dark
for well over an hour, thinking about how complex the girl he’d saved was. She
seemed to be protected by a hard shell which guarded her vulnerability yet her
honesty and beauty managed to seep through. This was the last thing he expected
from a human and even though he felt more drawn towards her, a part of him was
hoping he’d seen proof of what the elders had taught him for all those years.
Evidence that humans were transparent, not deserving of the gift of life, not
appreciating the ground they walked on. Yet the truth was far from this, and
not so black and white.  
    Still there was
a chance he could return back to Orsa. No one would ever have known what
happened apart from Morbidma, who was forbidden to tell unless asked. Why would
anyone ask if they never knew? However, going back would go against every
impulse in his body. The question he couldn’t answer was whether he was ready
for what was to come if he stayed? This would start a war.
    For the first
time he didn’t want to look out at the sea. Instead he decided to walk to the
front of the office where he glimpsed two shadowy figures, suspiciously running
out of the driveway of the house opposite. Why were they running towards this
building?

 
    Avoiding the puddles lying in the holes of the damp ground, I found
myself almost skipping towards the old shoe factory. Sonia appeared to be
taking long leaps over as much of the ground as possible, clearly trying not to
get her pumps wet. Yet she remained as graceful as a fairy.
    As we reached
the entrance Sonia started to push the front door. Worried about anyone seeing
us, I kept watch.
    “What are you
doing? That door is locked,” I hissed impatiently.
    “I can’t believe
it. He fixed the door.” She stepped