CHAPTER TWO
Present Day
The reporter hurried through the deserted corridors of the hospital searching for the quarantine area he stopped by a closed off room with security outside of it, a doctor stopped him as he tried to get past. "That's a clean room sir, you'll have to leave only authorised personnel can stay here"
"Is there anyway I can speak with the ladies inside?" The doctor led him round the corner "Press the button and speak through the intercom five minutes no more".
He did as the doctor told him and he saw Marguerite and Veronica look to where he was standing, Veronica banged on the glass "Let us out of here!" He noticed Marguerite hadn't moved from where she was sat, she had removed her mask and was leaning against a bed in the corner, on it sat a man sleeping peacefully. "I'm a reporter Miss I've interviewed Mr Malone --" "Malone! You saw Malone? Is he alright?"
The reporter nodded smiling "Uh yes perfectly fine" she looked relieved, he had to lie to her the nurse had told him not to divulge any information in case it leaked out and the citizens were worried enough as it was. "Miss Layton is it possible that you could tell me what happened one you arrived in San Francisco?"
Marguerite half listened as the reporter and Veronica spoke through the intercom she'd given up trying to get the doctors attentions days ago, unless it was to take blood and run more tests, they weren't listening. The only outside contact they had was when men from the CDC came to check on them and they weren't great conversationalists.
She drifted in and out of sleep, she didn't want to stay asleep for long the dreams would come again and they worried her, they were vivid like she was living them here and now. It was always the same. She was a little girl walking in between her parents both holding either one of her hands, they held her weight and she swung in between them, happy. Then a man came her parents let go of her hand and spoke to the man who hadn't seen her, the man shouted at her father then shot him. Her mother threw herself at the stranger hitting him as hard as she could, the man grabbed her and something fell to the floor. Little Marguerite stayed in her hiding place behind a post box and watched as the man shot her mother, he knelt down and looked in their pockets, taking off her fathers watch and grabbing his wallet.Then he pulled the wedding ring off her mothers finger, she saw his face clearly before he ran. Little Marguerite ran to her parents she heard footsteps, the man was coming back, she grabbed the locket off the floor then ran.
Marguerite couldn't remember that ever happening in her life, her parents had left her she know if they'd have been killed.
Veronica pulled up a chair near the window while the reporter waited for her to begin. "We'd been split up from Malone and Challanger and we didn't know where we were…"
One week earlier
A bright yellow light flashed across the small park causing one child to fall off her swing in surprise, the place was almost empty but at the sight of the three people clad in unusual clothes appearing before them caused a crowd to gather.
Veronica shivered as she looked around "It's freezing here" Marguerite helped the half-dead Roxton to his feet "where's here?"
One helpful kid stepped towards them "You're in San Francisco" she stepped back hurriedly when Veronica knelt in front of here "hi can you tell me what year it is?" The girl shrugged "Well sure it's the year 2000 didn't you know that lady?" Marguerite looked around at their new, unusual surroundings. "I don't think Challanger and Malone made it" Veronica stood beside her worried "They will have…We don't have time to look for them though Roxton needs help" she turned around to speak to the kid again to find her gone only a couple of disturbed parents remained. Marguerite and Veronica let Roxton lean of each of them as they began walking towards the busy road.
Someone ran up to them and tapped Veronica on the shoulder "I think your friend needs medical attention" "I could've told you that" Marguerite snapped at him, he turned to Veronica looking her up and down "I'll show where the hospital is. " They smiled gratefully at the timid looking man and began to follow him "Veronica you should probably wear my coat you don't want to draw too much attention to us".
Present Day
"He stopped a…a what's it called? A cab and brought us here, by then Roxton was getting much worse, we didn't know if he could hold on for much longer…"
One week earlier
As soon as they got inside the hospital Roxton collapsed on the cold, white floor. Marguerite dropped down beside him trying to wake him up, Veronica heard shouting in the hospital and stepped out of the way as doctors rushed towards them, they carried him on to a trolley then wheeled him down the corridor trying to revive him.
Present Day
" I don't know how long they kept us waiting but it seemed like years, when they took us to see him he was hooked up to all this strange equipment, they told us they were trying to find out what was wrong with him. They asked us all sorts of questions like, where have we been? We told them all we could but what were we going to tell them, we've been on a remote plateau and a shaman told us Roxton had dinosaur death"
The reporter chuckled "Is your friend…" he glanced at his notes "Miss Krux alright?" Veronica turned to Marguerite where she hadn't moved "She's just worried, we all are…Do you know where Professor George Challanger is? Have you heard anything about him?"
"I was going to him when I spoke to you three…He's in jail".
TBC…
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