The weight of the world feels heavy on my shoulders. Desperation touches everything. Memories forgotten, truths untold. Humanity is threatened. Their safety granted in exchange for me. But I won’t go without fight.
With strange occurrences taking place in the city, it’s up to Elsa and her team to discover why. But an odd encounter at an abandoned warehouse leaves the team with more questions than answers. Just when the team least expects it, Alexander returns, and he’s not alone or without demands: the world’s safety in exchange for Elsa. They have only one week to decide while the world falls under Alexander’s wrath and his powerful army of followers. Avalon seeks help from every Nepherium that can be spared and hope it will be enough to stop Alexander.
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I turned my back to the window, resting my shoulders against the cold glass, then stared at a spot on the floor. I waited to feel something. Anything.
But I felt nothing.
Though, all things considered, I suppose that was expected with training myself to show emotion only when it was necessary. Standing in front of the captain wasn’t the appropriate time, nor was it necessary.
“What memories have you regained?” Captain Morrigan asked.
“Not enough,” I said and left the observation room.
“Sergeant, you need to tell me what you remember.” Her voice trailed after me down the hall and to the elevator. I pressed the button and stepped in as the doors opened. She followed. “You’re not going to make me order you, are you?”
“With or without orders, I’m simply not able to tell you.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I don’t remember anything completely. Only more bits and pieces of the puzzle. I haven’t had the time to fit them all together. I will say we have to find Alexander and stop him before he does what I fear he’ll do.”
“Stop with the cryptic talk, Ehlers, and get to the point.”
I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest, and faced her. “I was a mole. And before you go thinking the opposite of what it was, let me say I was unaware of how far Alexander would take things.” Truthfully, I had just remembered that part on my way to the observation tower.
“You were working for him.” She said flat and without question. She inched back in a slight movement, almost unnoticeable.
I noticed, though. Even her energy flared with shock.
“No. I was working for Vassarious.”
Her lips parted, and her eyes widened, the pupils swelling to swallow most of their color. She inched back a little more.
“I told you, it’s not what you think. I can’t remember much more. I don’t remember my mission, my orders, or the classification.”
“That’s impossible,” she muttered almost too low for me to hear.
Her energy wavered. She hesitated, seeming to mull over some thought, either to give me a reason why she couldn’t tell me or to reason with the reality that what I told her was truth. Either way, the elevator doors opened, giving her a simple out. She stomped away from me, marching down the hall.
“Captain.” I stepped after her, not willing to let her off so easily.
She stopped, pivoted in place enough to halfway face me, and said, “There is suspicious activity on the far east side of town at an abandoned warehouse. I want you and your team to go check it out.”
“Why is it impossible I worked for Vassarious?” I asked.
She turned from me and continued down the hall. “That was an order, Sergeant. And this time, don’t kill anyone.”
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