you
to get as much rest as possible. After what I’m about to tell you may never be
able to sleep easy ever again.”
“I can take it now.” She said. Her
curiosity was roused. What could be possibly more horrific than the events of
last night?
Melissa lifted up her legs and felt
herself getting drowsy. She really wanted to know what was going on and so if
she pretended to be asleep, she could eavesdrop on their conversations.
She laid her head on the pillow and
closed her eyes. She took a deep breath as Mark pulled the blankets over her.
The pillow was soft under her head and the blanket was nice and warm on her.
Nestling further into the cot, she felt herself drifting away.
Chapter Thirteen
A gentle murmur near the windows
woke her up and Melissa learned to her dismay that she had fallen asleep even
though she had tried so hard not to. Her plan for learning more about her hosts
had failed only because she couldn’t keep her eyes open for even a second!
She blinked and spotted the riders
from the corner of her eyes. They were all huddled around a desk and talking to
each other in soft voices. Whatever it was that they were discussing definitely
wasn’t intended for her ears. Melissa closed her eyes again and inched closer
towards the edge of the cot, trying to listen in to what they were talking
about. Last night had been a failure after she had fallen asleep. Perhaps she
could try this time to be discreet and learn their plans?
“I really don’t see a pattern.” She
heard one of them say.
“There must be something we’re
missing.” Mark said and Melissa could hear the frustration mounting in his
voice.
“What are you going to do about
her?” Kevin asked. At least that was who Melissa thought it was. Their brief
interaction last night left her cold and terrified but she was almost sure that
the voice belonged to Kevin.
“Wait for her to get up and then
tell her the truth.” Mark said.
Taking this as a cue, Melissa
shifted restlessly and started to get up slowly. If Mark was going to tell her
something, she couldn’t wait to find out what it was.
“Hey.” Mark said coming towards
her. “Did you sleep well?”
Melissa blinked at him and brushed
the hair off her face. Mark was being so gentle with her that for a moment she
imagined herself in her hometown, six months ago. She had been so happy with
him then and so much in love. There hadn’t been a single waking moment when she
hadn’t seen him or spoken to him over the phone. They had been pretty much
inseparable. But all that was gone now. The feelings, the trust and their love
had changed. She had made the mistake of coming here and now she was stuck in
this never ending nightmare.
“There’s a washroom upstairs where
you can take a shower.” Mark suggested.
Melissa started to ask him what he
was going to tell her and then remembered that Mark would then find out that
she had been trying to eavesdrop on them.
So she got up and instantly felt
her legs wobble. Mark let out his hand for support but she pretended not to
notice it and went towards the stairs, her head still spinning. Once upstairs,
she spotted the restroom and entered it eagerly. The thought of cold water on
her hot head felt tempting and she made her way to the basin.
She expected a lone soap dispenser
and an unclean towel hanging somewhere, but instead she was surprised to find
an array of soaps, shampoos and shower gels lined all over the shelves. On the
top shelf, there were stacks of clean towels and toothpaste and shaving gels
right below it.
She stood in front of her mirror
and frowned at her reflection. Her sweaty hair was matted against her forehead
and her mascara had run in streaks against her face. She looked pale and tired
and almost green.
Melissa covered her mouth and
waited for the nausea to pass. She opened up the faucet and splashed cold water
on her face and neck. It was hot again and the
to get as much rest as possible. After what I’m about to tell you may never be
able to sleep easy ever again.”
“I can take it now.” She said. Her
curiosity was roused. What could be possibly more horrific than the events of
last night?
Melissa lifted up her legs and felt
herself getting drowsy. She really wanted to know what was going on and so if
she pretended to be asleep, she could eavesdrop on their conversations.
She laid her head on the pillow and
closed her eyes. She took a deep breath as Mark pulled the blankets over her.
The pillow was soft under her head and the blanket was nice and warm on her.
Nestling further into the cot, she felt herself drifting away.
Chapter Thirteen
A gentle murmur near the windows
woke her up and Melissa learned to her dismay that she had fallen asleep even
though she had tried so hard not to. Her plan for learning more about her hosts
had failed only because she couldn’t keep her eyes open for even a second!
She blinked and spotted the riders
from the corner of her eyes. They were all huddled around a desk and talking to
each other in soft voices. Whatever it was that they were discussing definitely
wasn’t intended for her ears. Melissa closed her eyes again and inched closer
towards the edge of the cot, trying to listen in to what they were talking
about. Last night had been a failure after she had fallen asleep. Perhaps she
could try this time to be discreet and learn their plans?
“I really don’t see a pattern.” She
heard one of them say.
“There must be something we’re
missing.” Mark said and Melissa could hear the frustration mounting in his
voice.
“What are you going to do about
her?” Kevin asked. At least that was who Melissa thought it was. Their brief
interaction last night left her cold and terrified but she was almost sure that
the voice belonged to Kevin.
“Wait for her to get up and then
tell her the truth.” Mark said.
Taking this as a cue, Melissa
shifted restlessly and started to get up slowly. If Mark was going to tell her
something, she couldn’t wait to find out what it was.
“Hey.” Mark said coming towards
her. “Did you sleep well?”
Melissa blinked at him and brushed
the hair off her face. Mark was being so gentle with her that for a moment she
imagined herself in her hometown, six months ago. She had been so happy with
him then and so much in love. There hadn’t been a single waking moment when she
hadn’t seen him or spoken to him over the phone. They had been pretty much
inseparable. But all that was gone now. The feelings, the trust and their love
had changed. She had made the mistake of coming here and now she was stuck in
this never ending nightmare.
“There’s a washroom upstairs where
you can take a shower.” Mark suggested.
Melissa started to ask him what he
was going to tell her and then remembered that Mark would then find out that
she had been trying to eavesdrop on them.
So she got up and instantly felt
her legs wobble. Mark let out his hand for support but she pretended not to
notice it and went towards the stairs, her head still spinning. Once upstairs,
she spotted the restroom and entered it eagerly. The thought of cold water on
her hot head felt tempting and she made her way to the basin.
She expected a lone soap dispenser
and an unclean towel hanging somewhere, but instead she was surprised to find
an array of soaps, shampoos and shower gels lined all over the shelves. On the
top shelf, there were stacks of clean towels and toothpaste and shaving gels
right below it.
She stood in front of her mirror
and frowned at her reflection. Her sweaty hair was matted against her forehead
and her mascara had run in streaks against her face. She looked pale and tired
and almost green.
Melissa covered her mouth and
waited for the nausea to pass. She opened up the faucet and splashed cold water
on her face and neck. It was hot again and the
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