Chapter 3. Warning

Note: Psychic talk in this type of letters, means Carl, and in this type means the brain bug.

In the meantime Carl was sitting in a white chair in the medical wing, just opposite Dr. Helen da Ponte. The tension was heavy in the room.

„Tell me about these „voices" you're hearing Carl!"

„You don't belive me, and I'm not gonna tell!" – he said in a such a cold tone, it gave Helen chills up and down her spine.

„Don't be so mean Carl! Please!"

„No!" – he stood up to leave, but suddently he became dizzy and collapsed back to the chair.

„Carl!" – Helen yelled. She was now afraid. There must be something bothering Carl's 6th sence after all, or else, what's with the dizzieness. She went over to him. She became more scared when she saw, that Carl's nose was bleeding. She knelt besides his chair and pulled out her white handkerchief. She gently wiped the blood from Carl's nose, but it kept on bleeding.

„I suppose now you'll believe me." – he said in a tired voice.

„It's OK, you'll be fine, I promise! Lean forward!" – he did so. The floor became covered with crimson spots in a few seconds.

„OMG, I don't know what to do!"

„Don't panic! It'll be better soon." – Carl said. And so it was, after a few minutes the nosebleeding was over.

„What is it Carl? What caused this damage to you?"

„That's what I wanted to tell Feders yesterday. But he wasn't listening. He told you, I'm going insane. The voice is a brain."

„A brain?" – Helen was frightened to hear this.

„Yes, it is. It's near. They are planing an attack."

„We should immediately tell this!"

„You can try. Nobody except you and Amy will belive."

„Who's Amy?"

„Amy Bredston from Sierra Squad. You remember her, don't you?"

„Oh yes, the girl with roboticbones in her left hand and right leg."

„Exactly."

„But we have to tell it!"

„I agree. Let's go, and hope they'll listen to us!"

They reached the mess hall in no time. Carl called everybody together using the speeker. Feders was upset.

„That Jenkins! I just don't wanna hear his vioce again. Just when you thought it'll be good here, he comes and ruins everything." – hesaid to himself as he was walking to the mess hall.

The others were already there. Some of them were sitting the others were standing, throwing questioning looks at Jenkins and Helen. Carl started to talk before Feders got the chance to speak up.

„As you all know it by now, I'm the psychic reconnaissance here. I believe it's my duty to warn you about the attack the Arachnids are planning against us. So, I suggest we should get prepared for the worst to come."

„And d'ya think we beleive this? 'Cos I don't see how you're gonna prove it to us. So, how are we supposed to know, you're telling the truth?" – it was Peterson.

„You need prooves, ha? Well, come here then, and I'll shaw ya!" – Helen blinked nervously at Carl. She knew, he wants to project his sense's into Petersons mind. She was not afraid of what will happen to Jenkins, but of what might happen to Peterson during this process.

„Please Carl, don't do it !" – Carl throw her an angry look.

„So, I'm here psychic, do it!"

„I wont, you're too empty. I don't wanna kill you."

„Now look at that guys! He's afraid! So, I ask, how in hell shall we believe him then?" – he loughed at Jenkins and went back to work. Soon most of the others followed him. Jenkins felt like he was very guilty. But, as he was listening to Feders' shouting, he felt someone else there. Amy Bredston was standing at the window. She watched them from the shadows. She was waiting for Feders to finish. After Feders was gone, Helen asked Carl:

„You OK?"

„No! Why didn't you stand by me? You were afraid of what I might do to that Peterson! When will you learn to trust me?"

„Carl, I just couldn't let you…"

„Kill him? 'Cos that's what you think. Now, let me give you an advice: if you want to live a bit more LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Amy frowned, she never heard Carl Jenkins shout at anybody. Helen immediately left the room. Just after that, Carl collapsed into a nearby chair. He sighted heavily. Then, without looking up, he said:

„Come here Amy!" He was almost whispering. The girl aproached him slowly.

„You don't have to be afraid, I'm not gonna do you any harm. Take a seat, if you like." – she sat down opposite of Carl. She reached out and touched his hand.

„Gosh! You're hands are very cold! Are ya ill?"

„No." – he looked up into Amy's warm eyes. She had her normal glasses on – it meant, they finished work for that day. – „A psychic's hands are never quite warm."

„I guess, 'cos the static."

„Yeah, static is a good word discribing this."

„I believe you, and most of my squad does."

„Except Peterson."

„He doesn't trust psychics at all."

„I see." – then he closed his beautiful blue eyes. Amy thought, this was the right time and she gently rubbed Carl's face. The blue eyes fluttered open immediately.

„What are you doing?" – he asked, rather surprised of the girl's move.

„Nothing special Carl. Just trying to assure you, I'm on your side. „

He said nothing, but their eyes met and their looks locked. Then Amy stood up and left as she heard Sparco calling her name.

„See ya at dinner!" – she said and waved bye as she left.

Carl went to his quarters, and locked the door behind him. He layed down on his bunk, still feeling Amy's warm touch on his face. His mind was whirling: what does she want with him? For the first time since his recovery, he felt curious about another human being. Was it just friendship or careing, or was it more? Could it be love? He shivered as he formed the idea, Amy being in love with HIM. But then, pain striked. It was that voice again.

I see, you tried to warn them, but with no use. How does it feel to be defeated, human?

Who says, I'll give up? It's not over yet! Besides, some of them will make it through!

Ha! Some of them, but not the most! And you? You think, you can beat me?

I am Carl Jenkins, you remember? And yes, I'm going to beat you, like I did back on Hydora with your fellow bug!

Well Carl, it might be your last fight.

No, it won't. A lot of things have changed since then, even I did.

I feel your sadness becouse of this change.

I'm stronger and I'm going to kill you and defend those, who will be left.

Allright Carl, but remember, it could be your last fight!

Then the voice faded and Carl realised, his nose was bleeding again.