LOGINElara knew that Cipher was suspicious. What if he is the one behind everything? But come to think of it, how was it possible that she was immediately transported to a world like this shortly after she got hit? Was it some kind of a glitch?
She wished she had answers. Just like Rue said, it could be that they were all in a coma and hanging on to a thread of life. Then, was this world that gap between life and death? She imagined being in a hospital bed with machines all around her and an oxygen passed through her nose. Then she imagined her sister, Bella, sitting by her bedside and Marcus walking in after speaking to the doctor. The scene played out right in front of her: "How did it go? What did the doc say?" Bella asked, her brows pulled in concern. Marcus shook his head and his tone dropped from the usual composed one, "He doubts if she's going to make it, but he said there's a possibility. I mean, look at how damaged her head is. Even if she recovers, she might not be the same person again." Bella held her hand and lowered her head in despair. "She's like this because of me. After everything she did for me, I caused her pain in the end. I should be the one on this bed instead of her." Marcus moved closer and touched her shoulder. "It's also my fault. I should never have done that to her." "We were both at fault," Bella said and sobbed. After consoling her, Marcus then said, "The pain will be too much for her even if she regains consciousness." Bella wiped the tears off her eyes and looked up at him. "What are you trying to say?" "You know too. We've betrayed her and it's because of us she is like this. If she wakes up, she'll never want to see me again. And you, she might just throw you out to fend for yourself. Even now, there's not much money to keep her here. The bills are too much. We can use the one left now to make a life for ourselves." Bella's eyes welled up in tears again and she looked down at her body lying on the bed. "I'm sorry Lara. I'm so sorry," she sobbed and then looked at Marcus again, giving him a nod. NO! Elara blinked back to reality and shook her head. Her sister would never do that to her...right? She can still expect that from Marcus at least, but not Bella. No, it's just her imagination. It can't be real. It can't be real... "It's real." Elara snapped her head to look at Cipher when she heard him speak. "The world here...is real," he continued and she looked at everyone to see that he must have been saying something before now. "How do you expect us to believe that?" Jax asked. "None of this looks real one bit. I bet the population here is not up to a hundred." Cipher smiled and pushed his body from the wall. "Then, have you thought about being the first set of population?" he asked. "Bullshit!" Rue said. "We are all fragments. Take a fragment of a plant and combine them, it becomes nature. Take a fragment of an animal and combine it, that thing becomes an animal also. Add a fragment of a human to an animal, the animal becomes human in its own sense. Now, it all depends on how they are all tamed or looked at." Everybody seems to be digesting his theory as they all went silent. "So, you're saying we are all fragments in this place? That a piece of us is here with something else that can function in this damned world?" Rue asked. "Voila!" Cipher stretched his arms. Elara refused to believe that. She doesn't feel like she's a fragment here in this world. The only thing that made a difference when she entered this world was that the whole scene changed and she didn't feel the pain of being hit by a moving vehicle. But yes, she can still feel the pain of being betrayed, the pain of those rejections, the pain of not doing much for herself and working her ass off for the ones who don't deserve it. The pain of having to be the one who takes on all the responsibilities while bearing all the harshness. It wasn't fair at all. "I don't know about you all...but I refuse to believe I'm just a fragment in this place. If Rue is right, then I'll do everything I must to survive this place and return to my world." Cipher sighed, as if her words had just bored him and he asked, "Let's say you survive and find a way to go back, is there really anything waiting for you back there? Are there people who are still expecting you? Even if it takes a five years? Because the time here can't be compared to the time in the normal world. You would be surprised to know how many days must have passed already." This gave everyone a new thing to think about. For the first time, Elara agreed with him. Even if she survives and goes back, is there really anyone waiting for her? What if her imagination was right? At least, they did that when she was at her lowest and having gotten fired and rejected. Now when she's probably...dead, it would give them all the time they needed to do whatever they wanted without her turning the lights on and exposing their acts. There was also something she noted which Cipher said. When she realized she was in a different place, it looked like it was morning. Meanwhile, a few seconds before that, it was nighttime in the normal world. Also, if Cipher was right about them being fragments, then there must be someone behind it all, someone just good enough to trap dead or dying souls in a world of his own game. Someone she will call 'The Curator'."She is still waiting for me," Leo suddenly said. "I told her I would be home soon. She knows I always keep my words. Why did I have to die so unfairly? I haven't even done anything wrong. After years of trying, I finally settled down with the woman after my heart, but death is so cruel. I don't know how many days must have passed, but I wouldn't want her to wait for me when I'm not even sure if I'm going to make it out of here. She should live on and be happy, find someone good who will cherish her and give her the kind of peace she deserves. But," he broke down in tears, "I really don't want her to move on without me. Even if it's ten years, I still want her to wait for me. I want her to only think about me. If that's being selfish then let me be selfish."Elara felt her eyes twitch at his words and it stirred something in her. She didn't see that as being selfish, but as someone who is in love and wants his woman to grab onto the last straw of hope even as he is also grabbing on. M
Elara knew that Cipher was suspicious. What if he is the one behind everything? But come to think of it, how was it possible that she was immediately transported to a world like this shortly after she got hit? Was it some kind of a glitch? She wished she had answers. Just like Rue said, it could be that they were all in a coma and hanging on to a thread of life. Then, was this world that gap between life and death? She imagined being in a hospital bed with machines all around her and an oxygen passed through her nose. Then she imagined her sister, Bella, sitting by her bedside and Marcus walking in after speaking to the doctor.The scene played out right in front of her:"How did it go? What did the doc say?" Bella asked, her brows pulled in concern.Marcus shook his head and his tone dropped from the usual composed one, "He doubts if she's going to make it, but he said there's a possibility. I mean, look at how damaged her head is. Even if she recovers, she might not be the same pe
The bus finally came to a halt and the doors opened with a hiss. The fog now cleared, like heavy smoke parting ways for a clearer view of the world. A huge building stood in front of them with the name "GRAND HOTEL".Elara waited at the step of the bus. Being the first in line, the rest were probably expecting her to go down first, but she hesitated. What if she stepped out and something eats her?Seeing that she wouldn't go down, a woman from the back marched forward and said in a slightly irritated voice, "The more second we delay, the closer we get to being wiped out. I don't think time here waits for anyone. You were given enough while you were still alive."She shoved her aside with an arm and stepped out. Without turning to look behind, she proceeded inside the hotel. One by one, the others also stepped out of the bus and it felt like she was the only one left, until..."Are you scared?"She turned sharply and saw perfect man standing by the pole with his arms crossed. He nudged
Elara pressed both of her palms on the hard surface of the ground and she cried aloud, her cries echoing off at a distance. The pains she had felt a while ago came rushing back and she brought one of her hands up to her chest, squeezing at it. The scene kept replaying in her head and she repulsed at the thought of it. How can she be working all day with little rest while chunking on cheap foods just to make sure everyone was fine and the only way they could repay her was to rub on each other in her absence? Her own boyfriend and her sister?! That was one hell of a betrayal, the definition of being stabbed right at the back.She soon started to feel nauseous and she gulped before throwing up on the floor. She wiped her lips with the hand of her cloth and wondered why the angels had not yet spoken a word or come to take her. Didn’t she die a while ago and is now in the afterlife?She raised her head for the first time and looked around the place. She slowly blinked and stood to her feet
Elara sank into her chair in her working space. By now, she is sure that everyone must have heard. Still, she pretended to work. Time passed and finally, everyone started leaving for home. One by one, Elara watched them till she was the only one left. Her boss had left earlier than the rest of them. She sank further into her thoughts, remembering what the boss had called her work again and again in her head. Trash. His words rang like a bell and each time, her heart sank further. It brought back the memories of the time where she had boldly seen the words ‘Rejected’ in the mails she had sent.She stared at the short mail she had typed, ready to be sent and she read all over again."Hi Dr. Solen Pierce. My name is Elara Vance. I have seen your designs and how creative you are in developing your games. Actually, I have written a script for a game and I would like you to review it. It would be a pleasure to hear back from you."There was an attachment after the message and the pointer of
Elara ran after her boss the moment she sighted him. The manuscript in her hand flayed violently and she called after him;“Sir Ferguson!” she raised her other hand in the air as if to wave him to stop walking. She had just finished working on her novel project and was hoping he would hear her out this time. Actually, this was not the first time she would be running after him to submit a manuscript. This has been going on for almost a year now.The other staffs called her ‘crazy’. It was because she was persistent and wouldn’t stop trying to convince the boss to take a look at her manuscript. Even though she had written more than 20 novels for the company, the boss has never acknowledged her hard work. It wasn’t even as if she was earning much, but it was just enough to lean on for the time being.Elara believes in her writing and if only the boss actually gives her manuscript a chance will he realize that it could set their company for life. Being in a world where technology is being