“NaNoWriMo 2020 Pt. 27”
Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!
Additional note: In honour of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), all 30 stories written in the month of November will (hopefully) create a single multi-part story that will reach its conclusion by the end of the month. Stay tuned for a new story part every day!
Read the compiled NaNoWriMo TTtW story here!
SKYE’S POV
I haven’t moved from my spot since Winston left around ten minutes ago. I mean, one of my memories was just projected into the room. That’s absolutely terrifying just to think about. That type of technology shouldn’t exist.
“What was that all about?” I finally ask.
Ryan’s still staring into space, his eyes wide.
I roll my eyes and walk up to him. Waving my hand in front of my face, I ask, “Hello? Earth to Ryan. What’s going on?”
He blinks a few times before snapping out of whatever daze he was in. “That… that boy,” he says slowly. “You know him?”
“Who? Mason?”
Ryan shrugs. “I don’t know his name, but I know him. I’ve seen him.”
My eyes widen. “You’ve seen Mason? Where? When?”
“Here,” he whispers. “He’s here.”
My mouth drops open. There’s no way… I mean, what are the odds?
“Take me to him,” I order.
Ryan’s eyes narrow. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”
“Why not?” I snap.
He shakes his head before saying, “Normies and Specials aren’t supposed to meet outside of service hours.”
“Normies? Specials? What the heck are you talking about?”
Ryan sighs before turning to leave. “You wouldn’t understand.”
I grab his arm. “Then explain. Tell me everything that’s going on here.”
“I can’t,” he says, yanking his arm away. “Just do me a favour and don’t try looking for your friend, okay? It’s not safe.”
I scowl but let him go. I mean, does he really think that I’m really going to let this go so easily? No, I’m going to find Mason.
First step: Annoy Ryan so much that he’ll have to tell me where Mason is.
“Hey,” I call after him, “since you’re heading out, I’d like a coffee with milk and cream, a strawberry sundae, and a slice of pumpkin pie.”
He turns back slowly, raising his eyebrows at me. “You’re joking, right?”
“Not at all,” I say, giving him a smile and batting my eyelashes. “And make it snappy, okay? I’m hungry.”
He scowls before turning and heading down in the elevator to get my stuff.
As soon as he’s gone, I head back to my bed and take out the map of the Garden that I’ve stashed in my bedside table. I flatten it out on my bed.
“Hold on, Mason,” I murmur. “I’m coming.”
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