CHAPTER FIVE:
The next day Tris still felt a nagging sense that something was off every time she looked at the exhausted girl, until, out of frustration Tris just turned off her magical sight. In a few days Nico was due to arrive. He would see a problem if there was any.
Meanwhile Meg was still clearing out her Soul Chamber every night. Leaving her tired in the morning and prone to fall asleep mid-chore. By the third day she had cut eleven threads. That meant an entire window was dark by now. At this rate Meg figured she could have a dark chamber by the end of the month and finally begin purifying herself.
However, even though her Soul Chamber was growing dimmer, recently a numb feeling had been randomly taking hold of her body and mind, leaving gaps in her memory and emotions that she, for the life of her, couldn't fill. The rest of the house was noticing too.
Once Lark, on her way from Tris's room down to her work place, saw Meg cease sweeping to slide down against the wall and stare blankly out the window strait into the sun. When Lark talked to her she replied without looking away and without emotion. Almost like she was dead. Then, without warning she would snap out of it, stand up and continue sweeping as if she had never stopped in the first place.
That night Lark stood at the door to her room and gazed at Megs kneeling form. An arm snuck around her shoulders. Lark looked up at Rosethorn. "I'm worried Rosethorn. What's wrong with her? Why can't I help her? When I try it is like she doesn't know what I'm talking about. I saw her do the whole freeze thing again while washing dishes today, just slumped down over the washtub and stared into the dirty water as if she was somewhere else. I asked her about it and she acted like she didn't know what I was talking about!" She sighed and leaned back against her friend.
"I don't think she was acting," whispered Rosethorn, glancing at Meg in the dark room, oblivious to their presence. "If what I've heard of the Heriks is true, a lie is a one-way ticket to their bad afterlife." Lark sniffed sadly. "Nico'll be able to figure it out. When he gets here we'll talk to him, how's that?"
"I don't know, I just don't know."
A/N:
Because this is such a short chapter, I decided to add the sixth one at the same time, so DON'T COMPLAIN! I'd like to say thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, I hope that I've successfully gone back to correct all the mistakes pointed out by yal! If not, or I'm still missing something, do comment because I didn't mean to mess up!