Chapter 11 – See me, hear me

The darkest of all darkness surrounded me.

Bright lights burst through the door, carving a pathway towards me.

"Grab him!"

A low voice.

I felt rough hands grasp me tightly.

"Stop it, please."

That voice, that same female voice.

"Leave him alone!"

I saw the woman dragged away again, once more disappearing into the dark mist of unknown.

Then I saw flickering images. Scrolling numbers, codes, words streaming through my mind. A small warehouse appeared through the numbers.

It looked so familiar. 'Where?'

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Daylight.

I peeled open my eyelids, painfully aware of my headache. I glanced around to find I was now in a small clearing in the woods. Most of the flock was shuffling around, clearing branches. Nudge was sitting next to me, unaware that I was awake.

That was until I groaned pitifully as a staggered to my feet.

"Oh my god, are you ok?" she asked, supporting me up.

"Yeah, I'm…I'm fine," I replied, feeling not very fine at all. "What happened anyway?"

"Well, you and Max both just sort of fell. She just felt really weak and you fainted altogether. Me and Iggy really struggled to carry you but-"

"Nudge, I'm sure Phoenix would appreciate some peace and quiet," Iggy called over, as he was lighting a match.

Fang sauntered over, looking me up and down.

"Alright now? He asked. I nodded.

Does he ever speak in full sentences?

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That evening, Fang took Max and me aside, all serious talk no doubt.

"What happened today?" he asked calmly.

"Nothing. Just a really bad headache," stated Max, rubbing her temples.

If it had been anything like mine, that was the understatement of the century.

"That was some headache then," Fang retorted. "What about you?" he asked.

I paused. I didn't want to lie to them but I could I really tell them something I didn't even understand myself?

"Same," I said at last, "Just a really, really bad headache."

Fang looked at me sternly. It seemed like he was about to say something when Angel came over and crawled into Max's lap.

"What's up, Angel," asked Max, stroking her tangled blonds curls.

"I've got a secret. From when I was at the School. It's about us. Where we came from."

Angel dropped a bombshell on us that night. She told the whole flock about everything she had heard people think at the School about their parents. Strangely, Max was the only one who didn't get any information. I could see she was trying not to her sadness but I could see it. She was hurt badly. She didn't know anything about herself.

I knew that pain all to well.