Chapter 5: Cut
On the farm, Los Angeles
The days went on; Syl slept a lot while Jondy took the most watches. It was in the middle of the night when Syl awakened. She made sure her sister was asleep and sneaked to the bathroom. Not that it was that much but it was supposed to be a bathroom. You could still see the luxury from before the pulse, a huge bath and nice decorations. Unfortunally, the bath wasn't working but that was not why Syl went to the bathroom. She searched the place and found a small knife which used to belong to the farmer. She washed away the dirt and old hairs, locked the door (like that would stop Jondy) and sat down on the ground.
She pulled up her sweater and without second thoughts; Syl scratches herself with the knife. On the top of her underarm it started bleeding; not enough to alarm her but enough to ensure it was a pretty deep cut. A few times she replayed the situation and five minutes later, her arm was bleeding like hell. She brushed away the blood with an old towel and saw the cuts had formed some sort of barcode. She hadn't done it on purpose; it just happened but while her arm was bleeding she studied the cuts and she was satisfied. She felt how the cuts were burning; not much but enough to give her the feeling she was alive.
Suddenly, she heard Jondy moving around and she smashed the knife into the corner, throwing the towel on top and she washed away the blood. Quickly she pulled back her sweater and while opening the bathroom door, Syl hoped the blood would not soak her sweater. Jondy peeked inside with an worried gaze in her eyes; she inspected the bathroom and after noticing the blooded towel, she stepped forward.
Determent to find out what Syl had done, Jondy grabbed both of her sisters arms and rolled back the