Chapter 3
Going Back
Point of View: Ed
I just had to go back, didn't I? The night after I had found her, which scared the crap out of me, my curiosity had been out of control that night I would've stayed away from her. Clearly there was something wrong with her. I mean she threw up blood for God's sake! You don't see many people do that, the only reason I was concerned is that was what Teacher did, threw up blood that is.
The next night, I didn't hear the guitar playing, strangely enough. I went across the hall and turned the knob. It was locked. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I lost it and transmuted the door out of the way, even though Al told me not to.
She wasn't there…
The room was empty, except for a few personal items on a desk that I paid no attention to. What did I care anyway, she was just the girl across the hall who needed to be looked at by a doctor, but whatever, it wasn't like I cared. I probably should have cared a little more, but hey, I'm a guy, and she's just a girl, what am I supposed to do?
I heard soft piano music, coming from one of the nearby rooms. I didn't know there were even were any pianos in the military buildings. Even so, the song was very sad and beautiful. Recognizably the same song she had been playing the night before on the guitar, only, this was the piano version… I guess, I never have taken piano, how am I supposed to know?
I followed the sound to a small room. I opened the door quietly, and peeked inside. Sure enough, the girl, whose name I didn't even know yet, was playing the piano. She looked like she was enjoying herself; she didn't look nearly as gothic come to think of it. She looked almost normal, maybe a little pretty, besides being hideously thin.
I listened in silence until the song was finished, it was when I heard another voice, then I realized, she wasn't alone. It was Mustang's.
"Electra, I forgot how well you could play the piano," he said.
"Yeah, well, I don't know I still could, it's been so long," she replied.
Her name's Electra… I thought, but I continued to watch. I couldn't leave now. Surprisingly enough, I didn't have the urge to bust in and demand to know what was going on.
Suddenly, Electra went into a coughing fit, like the one she had when I was in her room. She covered her mouth with a cloth. I flinched outside, I wanted to spring in and help her, but something held me back. It was like, she knew I was there and she was telling me, in my head, to go away, a very strange feeling.
"I'm alright," Electra said, even though she really wasn't. She slipped the cloth into the pouch at her side. Mustang didn't see, but I did….
It was covered in blood…