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The Virtual Timepiece: EpilogueMadness. Science. Sacrifices. Kidnappings.
It was all over the papers for the entire next week, and the week after that.
"You're bloody famous, there, Princess."
Oddric limped into Aelita's study and slapped down the day's London Times. Aelita barely glanced at the splashy headline- something about the police warden being fired- before pushing it away and continuing to write. Her cousin sighed and leaned closer.
"What are you working on now? Classes are almost over for the break."
"It's not for the school."
"For the paper then." Odd raised an eyebrow when Aelita shook her head. Sighing again, he angled his head, trying to read upside-down. He squinted. "What's that? Returning to what now? Past or present malarkey..."
Aelita smiled slightly. "It's just a loose end I don't understand."
Odd rolled his eyes. "Womenfolk. Trying to tie everything up nicely. You're worse than a cat, there, cousin, going after strings."
Aelita looked up for a moment and winked. "And you would know what a cat i
The Virtual Timpiece (ch 36)When the five victims were brought in, the whole hospital went into an uproar.
"Ages 24, 26, 25, 27 and 25-"
"The fire master said there were more people in there-"
"This is all we have."
"Are they part of the kidnappings?"
"Shut it and stop spreading rubbish!"
Nurses raced about, doctors barking orders. There had already been other patients, mainly from the factory riots, but these new five patients were different.
As they peeled bloodied clothes away from skin, a thought slid from one nurse to the other as they bandaged their patients.
"It looks almost like they've been tortured..."
"The girl in 3 is burnt the worst. It looks like she was branded by something."
A shudder passed through speakers and listeners.
"Ladies, hush, the doctor is coming in!"
One of the doctors strode into the wound ward, flanked by a police officer and a fireman.
"They've all been identified, you say?"
They rounded into the first room. The fireman stared over at the police officer, who had stopped
The Virtual Timepiece (ch 35)"R-remind me again why we're going towards the blasted fire?"
Odd's grumbled question fell unanswered as the five tattered heros back through the maze of passage ways, trying to find a way out.
"It's the forth floor, you're certain of it?" Ulrich asked Yumi again, who was in the lead. Her eyes trained ahead, her skirts were gathered in her fists as she marched forward, barely wincing at the sounds of crashing and creaking above them. Heat was slowly sinking into their skin as they went closer and closer towards the production floor of the factory.
"Ulrich, l...let her be." Aelita kept a close eye on her friend, knowing exactly why Yumi was leading, and why she refused to tell Ulrich, or the other two boys, why she knew. The image of the strange half-machine solider that had warned them still haunted Aelita's own mind. William, Yumi had called him. Once a man, only to be demolished by madness. Those nightmare warriors hadn't been the only ones destroyed by Xana and his Cathrage Project.
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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