The girl of your dreams

March 15th, 2024

4:57 PM

The air was heavy and stale. Neal was passed out on the floor. His gold like hair was brushing his still face. When Neal’s eyes opened all he could see was blurred colors. Neal could hardly speak. His lungs were collapsing. Neal rested his head against a wall made of Calcoon technology, which corrupted the sound waves and motion to protect the cell like enclosure from any external harm. The room was being controlled and monitored by an automated system that functions like a human being. Neal’s hand rested on the cold steel of the floor. He could feel his heartbeat in his throat. All he could hear was his own thoughts running through his head. Until they all stopped the moment he heard a beeping noise from his watch. The beep soon changed into a concerned voice.

“Neal, report.”

Neal responded with a quivering tone, “captured and harmed.”

The man whispered into the phone as if he was telling a secret, “Please tell me you’re okay.”

“You know I'm not.”

“Can you hold on for 30 minutes?”

“The poison takes effect in a couple of hours. I have no idea how long I’ve been passed out. It could kill me any minute now.”

“The last time you were recorded anywhere was two and a half hours ago. Think positive. We will get there in time.” Eli’s loud voice assured Neal, and the secret was told. “Can you describe your surroundings?”

“Alien lab… looks like an information hub. There are computers processing a list of numbers and symbols. Same language as the markings we have seen so far.”

“Any exits?”

Neal took a moment to look around, once his eyes adjusted. “I am sealed off. There is no way in or out. There are guards by the doors and heat and motion sensors to track my movements.” Neal paused, “I think we have to accept the fact that I might not make it. I know you want me to be optimistic about this.” Neal takes a deep inhale and as the words came out it sounded like sobbing, “I just can’t.”

“Yes, you can. Take your mind off of it. Think about what you're fighting for.” In attempt to lift Neal’s spirits.

“Oh, I know what I’ve been fighting for practically my whole life.”

“Then keep fighting. Fight for us.”