mind. We were each chosen for a reason, he thought. Probably
genetic diversity. Hailey is black, and Katie looks like she is part white,
and part something else. I don't plan on being part of a lab experiment, or
part of a breeding group, like a farm animal, he thought. I'll have to
wake them up when the moon comes out later. That is the only way they will
believe me.
He had put out so much effort earlier
in the day that he was totally worn out. While
he was fighting sleep, Hailey and Katie were wide awake, waiting to implement
their plan. First though, they needed John to go to sleep.
Hailey reached out in the darkness
and found Katie's arm, located her shoulder, then placed her index finger
across her lips, signaling her not to make any noise. Hailey slid as close to
Katie as she could, then placing her mouth right next to Katie's ear, she
whispered "When we can tell by his breathing that he is asleep, I'll get
the bag, and you grab the water and pot."
It was so dark that neither of them
could see their hand in front of their face. Hailey scooted as close to John's
bed as she could, to better hear his breathing. As it gradually began to get
lighter in the hut, it became easier to see. Both of the women thought that
their eyes were adjusting to the darkness. John unknowingly cooperated with
their plan, by finally drifting off to sleep. His fatigue won over his desire
to stay awake. He began to snore, so both women knew right away when he was
asleep.
Hailey cautiously reached for the bag
and the knife, which was right next to it. Katie was already crawling toward
the door and picked up the pot with one hand and the water container with the
other. As soon as she had them in hand, she stepped out of the hut, with Hailey
right behind her.
They started in the direction of the
beach, but only took a few steps, when they both noticed the moon. It was
rising, and so large that it was even visible between the gaps between the trees.
It was massive compared to the moon they were used to seeing. "Oh my
God," Hailey said in a normal voice. "No! No!" shrieked Katie,
as they both dropped their loot. Like John had been, at seeing the same sight,
they were in shock. This was something that would take time to wrap their minds
around.
John hadn't been out long enough to
be in a sound sleep, so their voices woke him up. He joined them standing in
the moonlight, as they stood there in disbelief. They were both crying, Katie
much harder than Hailey. "I'm sorry," said John, in a tone that a
person would use when speaking to someone who was mourning a family member. He
knew exactly how they were feeling, because he was still feeling it a little
himself.
"Why don't we put this stuff
back in the hut," said John, picking up all the things the women had
taken. "Come on, you will need to get some rest." John knew there was
nothing he could do to make them feel better. After putting the things away, he
helped them get their bed of leaves straightened up and helped them get settled
back in.
"This can't be real," said
Hailey. "It can't be, but it is," said John. "At first I thought
I might be going insane, and this was all just a hallucination." "I
want to go home," Katie said, sounding like a lost child. "I know. Me
too," said John, trying to be as comforting as he knew how. Seeing and
hearing what his guests were going through, brought up the same feelings in
John. He'd tried to keep those feelings suppressed, but hearing the word home,
made him think of his old home. He missed his friends and his family, and it
was painful to think about them.
Chapter 4
It had been almost two weeks since
the population of John's home went from one, to three. Hailey was still having
a hard time some days, but on other days seemed to be adjusting better to the
situation than John had at this point. Katie, on the other hand, was a wreck
and almost catatonic some days. Her depression was not showing any sign of
letting up, even though John and Hailey had both made
genetic diversity. Hailey is black, and Katie looks like she is part white,
and part something else. I don't plan on being part of a lab experiment, or
part of a breeding group, like a farm animal, he thought. I'll have to
wake them up when the moon comes out later. That is the only way they will
believe me.
He had put out so much effort earlier
in the day that he was totally worn out. While
he was fighting sleep, Hailey and Katie were wide awake, waiting to implement
their plan. First though, they needed John to go to sleep.
Hailey reached out in the darkness
and found Katie's arm, located her shoulder, then placed her index finger
across her lips, signaling her not to make any noise. Hailey slid as close to
Katie as she could, then placing her mouth right next to Katie's ear, she
whispered "When we can tell by his breathing that he is asleep, I'll get
the bag, and you grab the water and pot."
It was so dark that neither of them
could see their hand in front of their face. Hailey scooted as close to John's
bed as she could, to better hear his breathing. As it gradually began to get
lighter in the hut, it became easier to see. Both of the women thought that
their eyes were adjusting to the darkness. John unknowingly cooperated with
their plan, by finally drifting off to sleep. His fatigue won over his desire
to stay awake. He began to snore, so both women knew right away when he was
asleep.
Hailey cautiously reached for the bag
and the knife, which was right next to it. Katie was already crawling toward
the door and picked up the pot with one hand and the water container with the
other. As soon as she had them in hand, she stepped out of the hut, with Hailey
right behind her.
They started in the direction of the
beach, but only took a few steps, when they both noticed the moon. It was
rising, and so large that it was even visible between the gaps between the trees.
It was massive compared to the moon they were used to seeing. "Oh my
God," Hailey said in a normal voice. "No! No!" shrieked Katie,
as they both dropped their loot. Like John had been, at seeing the same sight,
they were in shock. This was something that would take time to wrap their minds
around.
John hadn't been out long enough to
be in a sound sleep, so their voices woke him up. He joined them standing in
the moonlight, as they stood there in disbelief. They were both crying, Katie
much harder than Hailey. "I'm sorry," said John, in a tone that a
person would use when speaking to someone who was mourning a family member. He
knew exactly how they were feeling, because he was still feeling it a little
himself.
"Why don't we put this stuff
back in the hut," said John, picking up all the things the women had
taken. "Come on, you will need to get some rest." John knew there was
nothing he could do to make them feel better. After putting the things away, he
helped them get their bed of leaves straightened up and helped them get settled
back in.
"This can't be real," said
Hailey. "It can't be, but it is," said John. "At first I thought
I might be going insane, and this was all just a hallucination." "I
want to go home," Katie said, sounding like a lost child. "I know. Me
too," said John, trying to be as comforting as he knew how. Seeing and
hearing what his guests were going through, brought up the same feelings in
John. He'd tried to keep those feelings suppressed, but hearing the word home,
made him think of his old home. He missed his friends and his family, and it
was painful to think about them.
Chapter 4
It had been almost two weeks since
the population of John's home went from one, to three. Hailey was still having
a hard time some days, but on other days seemed to be adjusting better to the
situation than John had at this point. Katie, on the other hand, was a wreck
and almost catatonic some days. Her depression was not showing any sign of
letting up, even though John and Hailey had both made
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