and a threat to us discovers them.”
I nod, shifting Logan’s heavy weight in my arms, and stare ahead to what looks like a dead end. I know better than that now.
I watch Marduke hold his hand to the wall, and after a moment, a door that looks solid and sturdy appears before it swings ajar. Marduke opens it fully and we all step in.
There is a large puddle of water along the ground, no doubt from when Ival had to open the door while the water was piling high out here. Other than that, the walls appear untouched. Marduke leaves the door open and the water slowly begins to trickle down the ramp.
“Ival?” Marduke calls out, only to get no response. He turns to me, his hands gripping onto mine. “I’m going to go and find Ival. There are rooms that run along this passage, and eventually, an open area where there will hopefully be some food. Your touch will be enough to open the doors. We don’t have a monit for this area.”
I nod that I understand, and after a quick kiss, he leaves me to search for Ival. Right now, my priority is to get everyone out of these wet clothes and maybe try to find some food and water.
I walk along the hallway and hold my hands out to reach either side of me, scraping my hands along the walls. Invisible doors light up and open as I move along and I peek inside each one. A light turns on as I walk in, and when I leave the room, the light shuts off with it. Thankfully, the one in the hallway doesn’t appear to need me to be there for it to stay on.
All the rooms so far seem to be bedrooms, although there is only ever a single sized mattress in there along with shelves that have towels, blankets, and clothing on them. The rooms radiate heat. When I step into one, I feel heat emanating from the walls. It’s not hot enough to be uncomfortable, but in our chilled states, it is very noticeable.
I find clothing that are all too big for us, and practically blankets over Logan and Hope. They definitely look like they were all made for well-built men.
When we change out of our damp clothes, the new material feeling thin, I wonder if we should consider putting on several layers to keep warm. My vest appears to keep my chest area warm at all times, but the chill in my arms and legs is still dominating. Consequently, the others must feel worse.
I give Lisa and Hannah extra clothes and then give Lisa another set to try to figure out how to work them for Hope. For Logan, I use the shirt as an almost dress, rolling the arms up until his hands are seen, and then do the same for the pants. There is no way to keep them on, but I lay him down in the single bed and tuck him under the sheets.
Lisa moves into the room opposite and does the same for Hope. We’re incredibly quiet, probably because of how exhausted and overwhelmed we all are.
Hannah leaves the room to use the attached bathroom. When she asks for my help, I leave a sleeping Logan to find a bathroom that doesn’t look very familiar to our own back on Earth. Mercifully, the toilet is mostly the same, just nothing else is.
There is a tube shower, the same that Marduke and I hid in to survive his spaceship plummeting to Roth. There doesn’t appear to be a sink to wash your hands except when I step into a tiled area and suddenly water pools in front of me. There is no visible sink or reason for the water to not be falling everywhere, but it doesn’t. It just stays in front and I dip my hands in, testing it out. The water instantly whitens and bubbles. It doesn’t hurt, but it freaks me out. I quickly remove my hands, watching as the water moves back towards the wall and disappears just as a warm breeze hits my hands. Within seconds, they are dry.
“That is so weird,” Hannah murmurs.
“Tell me about it.”
“Back where we were before, they had rooms that looked like this in the houses they stuck us in, but they had built bathrooms and showers like what we had on Earth.”
Marduke said he was on Earth for six months before he
I nod, shifting Logan’s heavy weight in my arms, and stare ahead to what looks like a dead end. I know better than that now.
I watch Marduke hold his hand to the wall, and after a moment, a door that looks solid and sturdy appears before it swings ajar. Marduke opens it fully and we all step in.
There is a large puddle of water along the ground, no doubt from when Ival had to open the door while the water was piling high out here. Other than that, the walls appear untouched. Marduke leaves the door open and the water slowly begins to trickle down the ramp.
“Ival?” Marduke calls out, only to get no response. He turns to me, his hands gripping onto mine. “I’m going to go and find Ival. There are rooms that run along this passage, and eventually, an open area where there will hopefully be some food. Your touch will be enough to open the doors. We don’t have a monit for this area.”
I nod that I understand, and after a quick kiss, he leaves me to search for Ival. Right now, my priority is to get everyone out of these wet clothes and maybe try to find some food and water.
I walk along the hallway and hold my hands out to reach either side of me, scraping my hands along the walls. Invisible doors light up and open as I move along and I peek inside each one. A light turns on as I walk in, and when I leave the room, the light shuts off with it. Thankfully, the one in the hallway doesn’t appear to need me to be there for it to stay on.
All the rooms so far seem to be bedrooms, although there is only ever a single sized mattress in there along with shelves that have towels, blankets, and clothing on them. The rooms radiate heat. When I step into one, I feel heat emanating from the walls. It’s not hot enough to be uncomfortable, but in our chilled states, it is very noticeable.
I find clothing that are all too big for us, and practically blankets over Logan and Hope. They definitely look like they were all made for well-built men.
When we change out of our damp clothes, the new material feeling thin, I wonder if we should consider putting on several layers to keep warm. My vest appears to keep my chest area warm at all times, but the chill in my arms and legs is still dominating. Consequently, the others must feel worse.
I give Lisa and Hannah extra clothes and then give Lisa another set to try to figure out how to work them for Hope. For Logan, I use the shirt as an almost dress, rolling the arms up until his hands are seen, and then do the same for the pants. There is no way to keep them on, but I lay him down in the single bed and tuck him under the sheets.
Lisa moves into the room opposite and does the same for Hope. We’re incredibly quiet, probably because of how exhausted and overwhelmed we all are.
Hannah leaves the room to use the attached bathroom. When she asks for my help, I leave a sleeping Logan to find a bathroom that doesn’t look very familiar to our own back on Earth. Mercifully, the toilet is mostly the same, just nothing else is.
There is a tube shower, the same that Marduke and I hid in to survive his spaceship plummeting to Roth. There doesn’t appear to be a sink to wash your hands except when I step into a tiled area and suddenly water pools in front of me. There is no visible sink or reason for the water to not be falling everywhere, but it doesn’t. It just stays in front and I dip my hands in, testing it out. The water instantly whitens and bubbles. It doesn’t hurt, but it freaks me out. I quickly remove my hands, watching as the water moves back towards the wall and disappears just as a warm breeze hits my hands. Within seconds, they are dry.
“That is so weird,” Hannah murmurs.
“Tell me about it.”
“Back where we were before, they had rooms that looked like this in the houses they stuck us in, but they had built bathrooms and showers like what we had on Earth.”
Marduke said he was on Earth for six months before he
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