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Present time

Ainah's P.O.V

This is possibly the most boring place known to man.

Mum doesn't even want me here.

I don't understand why I can't just stay in at school for the Christmas holidays in England. It's not as if she sees me any other time of the year.

I'm completely restricted too.

'Oooh don't go into the basement Ainah or the attic, the side rooms are out of bounds, and I don't want to see you in the lifts! ALWAYS use the stairs Ain, always use the stairs.'

I wish I could push her down those flipping stairs.

She must think I'm stupid too!

As if I have no idea what she's up to! Her and those henchmen of hers.

I know for one they're not doing anything legal.

I sighed as I tripped down what seemed to be my hundredth flight of stairs today and stumbled around the corner.

I really need to buy some new shoes, the lace on my converse had started to wear away – I blame the stairs, for no other reason, than the fact I'm sick of them.

"Woah!"

I smacked into something and fell flat on the floor.

Well, kind of, actually, the thing that I fell on was flat on the floor, and I was flat on top of the thing that was flat on the floor.

Woah, that's confusing..

"Oof." The thing grunted.

I quickly scrambled onto my feet and moved towards the stairs.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggg- Wait, dude why aren't you wearing any trousers?"

I was interrupted midscream by the realisation that this guy was in his pants.

He rolled over and sighed. "That, is a very, very long story."

Quick as a flash he jumped up, darted behind me and got me in a sort of headlock, with his arm around my throat.

"Dude, what the hell?" I choked.

"What do you know?" He demanded.

"Tell me what you know."

"What do I know about what?" I choked again, trying to remove the arm around my throat.

"Jeeze, this is really gonna leave a mark!"

I felt him loosen his arm a little so I moved forward and went for it. Yeah, I kneed him in the balls.

Backwards.

I'm skilled.

"Ahhhhh.. Sensitive…" He clutched his pants and fell to the ground.

I stood there and watched him for a while, admiring my handiwork, before he started glaring at me.

"You have done serious damage to my nether region."

I rolled my eyes. "Well next time think twice before you get me into a headlock!" I cried. "What were you going on about anyway?"

He slowly stood up, an incredulous expression on his face. "You really have no idea?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Have no idea about WHAT? I came here yesterday from England. I'm still getting used to all of the flipping stairs!" I laughed.

He narrowed his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Ainah."

"What are you doing here?"

"My Mum's current location is here – she moves around a lot."

"Who's your Mom?"

I laughed again "Jeeze, what is this, twenty questions?" I said as he raised an eyebrow.

"My mum's called Catherine Goode."

The boy went white.

"What's up, you look like you've seen a ghost or something?"

A fearful look fell onto his face.

"Who are you.."

Present time

Cammie's POV

Memories.

Why does my dad have to be so awkward?

Out of all the things that he could convert his research into…

He picks memories.

He'd obviously lost his pen.

Since she told me, a couple of hours ago I've been wondering how they're actually planning on finding these 'memories.'

Okay, actually, I'm lying, what I've actually been thinking about is when they're planning on giving me any lunch – but that doesn't sound as heartfelt does it..

The glass pod came down the shaft, I wasn't as surprised this time as last time, and didn't look up.

Zach's mom's voice filled the room.

"Cammie-"

"CAMERON."

"Whatever. I'm going to tell you this now. You ARE going to die."

Well, at least she got to the point…

"And it will probably be long and painful."

Okay, I didn't really need to know that.

"But once we've gotten what we need, we'll just shoot you, as so not to prolong it."

How kind.

"IF you're cooperative."

Yeah cat in hells chance of that my dear.

I looked up from where I was staring (just to let you know, the floor doesn't get any less white no matter how hard you stare at it.)

"So, basically I'm going to have a very prolonged and painful death?" I asked.

She nodded "If you don't cooperate."

"Right, right, but... My death can't be that prolonged and torturous, because it's the 11th today and you've got to somehow manage to get the memories out of me – WHICH I'm still not convinced are actually in there - before the 21st."

She shook her head and laughed. "Cameron dear,"

I scowled at the dear.

"The Mayan calendar, is absolutely irrelevant, your father researched the end of the world, what would happen how it would happen, but not when it would happen. It has no set date. What he did find out, was how to make it happen, step by step. Obviously your father would do nothing with it, because that's the way he is, but after what happened…"

She looked to the ground for a couple of seconds before clearing her throat and looking up. "Well, I would."

I raised an eyebrow, she's nuts, she really is nuts.

Catherine shook her head "you'll see Cameron, I'll be back later-" my stomach rumbled. "-With food."

And with that, she got in the pod and left.

DellyO :)