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Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Melinda stealthily moved along the path, she resisted the throbbing pain caused
by the scratches on her face, neck and arms. Several times she thought she
heard voices behind her and panicked, thinking her abductors were closing in on
her, but each time, to her sheer relief, they were false alarms. She came to
the fork in the path and knew it would only be moments before she reached the
with renewed strength, she moved purposefully forward. She saw the lighting
from the street lamp and quickened her steps. She was determined to reach the
house and call the police. Her instincts told her that the men who drugged her must have
discovered her missing by now and wouldn’t be long finding her. As soon as she
reached the street, Melinda threw caution to the wind and began running toward
ran to the backyard remembering Angie telling her the patio door was always
unlocked when she was home or in the neighborhood.Melinda rounded the corner of the house and
almost tripped on one of the patio chairs. She quietly slid the door open and
moved to the kitchen counter where Angie kept one of the phones. It took a moment
to locate it and she hurriedly snatched it up.
then, the overhead lights blasted the room. Melinda quickly closed her eyes
from the sharp glare then slowly opened them again. She dropped the phone and
heard pieces of it shattering across the floor.
“Angie?How…….how …did you manage to get free?”
remained silent as though she hadn’t heard Melinda’s question.
sound came from behind Melinda and she turned to see three big men behind her.
At the same time, others filled the room in front of her. She recognized some
of the faces from the morning.
screwed her face up and shifted her eyes to her sister. “What’s going on
man, Melinda hadn’t seen before, entered the room and stood next to Angie. He
waited and when she nodded, he moved in front of her and gave a slight bow.
“Everything is secure, Tulkoy.”
gasped when she heard the name. Her mind went a complete blank. Questions
flashed in her mind.Was he talking to her Angie? Angie the meek
and mild Angie? Her sister Angie?
straightened herself and gave a sharp look at the man before her. “A short
while ago you told me everything was secure? You also did not tell me it was my
sister you had locked up like an animal in the cage.”
cleared his throat. “That was the fault of those assigned in the vault. They
is not just their fault!” Tulkoy snapped. “You are the Overseer. You were given
this position of high ranking because I trusted you would be responsible and
stepped away from him and pointed at Melinda. “So tell me, what is your advice
going to be concerning her?”
Overseer looked at Melinda then at Tulkoy.
she demanded. “I’m waiting.”
venom in Angie’s voice was like nothing Melinda had ever heard from her sister
and couldn’t believe her ears that she was hearing it now.She stared at Angie, Tulkoy and wondered what
had happened to make her this way.
dare to make me wait?” Tulkoy sneered at the Overseer. “On your knees now,” she
said with deep contempt.
Overseer knelt in front of her and lowered his head.
placed the back of her right hand in her left palm. “I’m still waiting,” she
said, her words much softer but with just as much dangerousness in them.
Overseer cleared his throat knowing that he was in a bind and at her mercy. “We
follow your plan to honor the double moon.”
do no such thing,” she said so forcefully it caused a look of fear to flash
across the faces of the others in the room.
faced the group behind her. “Bring me those two fools now.”
as it looked like everyone wanted to leave the room, only two left to fetch the
men Tulkoy wanted to see.
continued to observe her sister, trying to determine when she had become this…this other
person that everyone else obeyed like frightened puppies. Yet at the same time,
fear and confusion washed over her in waves knowing that her life hung in
the balance of whatever decision Angie, now Tulkoy, would make.She shuddered as a cold chill rushed up her spine from thoughts of possibly not living to see another day crept into her mind.