Chapter three: never leave
Nights looked around at the Nightopians blankly, they had been worked half to death and yet they still had the strength to smile, Nights couldn't understand why.
The Nightopians hated master and yet they were happy?
Nights scratched his head, then looked up blissfully as master came back to his side, "Master," Nights pressed his cheek against the cold stone of his master's hand, "I missed you."
"I have missed you as well, my dear creation," master caressed Nights' cheek with his pointer finger, "where is Reala?"
"Oh," Nights said obediently, "Reala took the key to my old house and went there with Adia, I think that they were going to hide the visitors there," Nights clapped his hand over his mouth.
"What is wrong," master Wizemin asked.
"Adia told me to pretend the visitors weren't here," Nights fell to his knees and bowed his head, "you're not mad at me are you?"
"How could I be mad at you?" master Wizemin said tenderly, "you are my great creation and you do as you're told, I told you to not keep secrets from me and you have not," master Wizemin cupped his hand and Nights hopped up onto it, "Let us go to your house and meet the visitors."
Will and Helen sat on Nights' dusty couch and listened to Reala anxiously.
"You need to stay here unless I come and get you," Reala said, "it's lucky for us that Wizemin is too obsessed with his 'great creation' to notice anything else."
There was a knock at the door, "Reala," Nights' voice was heard through the wall, "Master wants to meet the visitors."
"Dang it Nights," Reala said in exasperation, "come on, I guess we have no choice now."
Reala and the two visitors walked out of the house to meet the gaze of the Wizemin.
"Hello young visitors," the Wizemin said kindly, "it is good you are here, we need more workers."
What! Reala almost blurted out, but he couldn't, he needed to stay in character.
"The visitors will stay here and help build my utopia, and they shall never be allowed to leave," the Wizemin said firmly.
"No," Helen said horror.
"Let Helen leave," Will said fearlessly, "I'll stay here."
"No Will I'm not leaving if I have to leave you behind."
"Then it is settled," the Wizemin said, "you both shall stay, forever."
Nights fidgeted, something about those words seemed wrong, "m-master."
"Yes my dear creation."
"I don't know if the boy is strong enough to work with the other men."
The Wizemin scrutinized Will for a moment, "you are right, he is too weak to do hard labor, he shall work with the young boys; making sure the tools are sharp and ready."
And with that statement the Wizemin left.
"Nights," Reala floated over to Nights and put his hands on his shoulders, "Why did you do that?"
"I-I don't-" Nights staggered a bit, "I'm sleepy."
Reala picked Nights up and carried him back into his house.
"Maybe Nights isn't completely gone after all,"
Will and Helen jumped at the sudden appearance of Adia.
"We should go," Adia said softly, "Reala will be in there for a while."