Chapter 6

"This is weird," Vaughn suddenly said. I looked over to the computer he was

doing his research at. "What?" I asked him. "Well," he began, "I was just looking up articles

on your theory about mind-controlling, and pranormal activity, and it seems that there have

been recent cases of it around the world. Like, for example, this one girl in Saudi Arabia,

the same night you became 'crazy', she also started experiencing things that weren't really

there. She, also had a scar in the same place that you did. I just assumed that it was from

your fight with Francie." I walked over to his computer, and scanned the article. Sure enough,

there was an article about her from the February 16th Riyadh newspaper. "Why would Sloane

want to get her involved, does he even know her?" I asked him.

"I have no idea, but maybe we could go visit her in the hospital she's at, and she might

be able to help us out." Then, the door opened. In walked my father, he ran over to me and hugged

me. His eyes were tearing up. "Sydney, I'm sorry that I didn't believe you. I should have known this

was part of the prophecy and Sloane's powerful plan. I love you, and I want to help you get this figured

out and eliminate Sloane as soon as possible."

"Thanks dad, I love you too. Then it went black.

I was in a room, and there was light

all around me, there were 2 doors, I picked one. A huge flood of light flashed across the floor, and

I could see hundreds of people, they were all bowing down to someone. The leader, they were all

happy, and beside them were their loved-ones. I looked up towards the top, and I saw Sloane. He

was there, and he was with Emily. They were in charge. "Sydney", he said smiling, "I can see you

and the others have found me." I looked around there were 2 other girls with me. Now you all must

understand that you're the chosen ones. You 3 will help me rule the earth, and take over this planet,

and you will live forever. Thus concluding, Rambaldi's prophecy.

"Sydney!?!" I blinked, Vaughn was shaking me. "Are-are you okay?"

"I--I don't know." was all I could mumble out. Because, suddenly I broke into tears. Vaughn

was hugging me, and my dad was holding my shaking hand. "I-I-saw him."

"You saw Sloane?" my father whispered.

"Yes, and he was in charge. He was controlling us. It was as if, we were his puppets. I wasn't

speaking b-but, my mouth was."

"Let her lie down, she needs some rest." my father said gently.

"Don't show her anymore research, today, ok?" he told Vaughn.

"Okay, I'm just going to look into this some more."

Vaughn went back to his computer, and it wasn't 10 minutes before he let out a small cry.

I got up to see what the problem was, and I was feeling unusually better.

"I found another case." he said, as if he had seen what I'd seen in my head.

"Where's this one from?" I asked him.

"This one was from last year, the November 16th Newspaper from Brasilla, says that

there was also a girl, who showed all of the signs of having schizophrenia, but believes she has

been chosen for some sort of prophecy. Doctors were also worried when she suddenly appeared

a scar on her stomach, that was, no doubt real." he read some of the things out loud, and then

looked over at me.

"So there are apparantely 3 girls as of now, that are seeing this in their mind, and

I beileve it has something to do with that scar on your stomach. Somehow, Sloane can make you

see things through your scar. I think we need to go visit one of these girls now."

Vaughn was right, the only way we were going to learn anything, is if we went to one of

their institues where they were being held in right now, and talked to them somehow. We talked to

my dad about this, and he also suggested we go. "Pack your things, " Vaughn told me later that night,

"We're not going to Santa Barbara, but we are going to a Saudi Arabian mental Institute to question

that other girl in the paper."