Endless Chaos by Odette C. Bell

Author:Odette C. Bell [Bell, Odette C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Odette C. Bell

Chapter Two

Mandy

I woke.

My eyes were blurry.

I… crap, did I have a headache.

What had I done last night? I couldn’t remember.

I groped to the side, assuming I’d still be in bed.

But I wasn’t.

I was on a cold stone floor.

My fingers slipped across it. Then they slid down. They found another hand. At first, my bamboozled mind thought it was my own hand. Then the fingers curled around mine.

“What? Where… where am I?”

I knew that voice. “Matthew? Matthew, right? I am Mandy.”

It took him a long time to respond. He tried to sit, but he grunted in a way that suggested he was just as weak as I was.

“What’s going on…? Why… why can’t I remember anything? How did we get here?” His voice started to become suspicious.

Why wouldn’t it? The last time I’d seen Matthew, I’d lost at capture the flag, and his best mate had chewed me out.

Except why did I feel like I’d seen him more recently? Why did my hand involuntarily tighten around his?

More remarkably than that, why did his hand tighten around mine?

“Ah… why is the floor stone?” he muttered.

“I’ve got no idea. I don’t think we’re alone, though.” I started to hear people breathing.

It was rhythmic.

It sounded like they were asleep.

I groped to the side, and sure enough, I came across another person’s hand.

I located their shoulder and shook it. “Are you okay? Hi. Can you wake up?” I demanded.

There was no response.

… It took me until now to realize I was still holding onto Matthew’s hand.

Without a word, remembering he was a med student, I guided his fingers over.

He dutifully got to work, checking the guy’s vitals. But even with the strongest shake, the cadet wouldn’t rise.

I shifted back and fell against another cadet.

My fingers searched the poor woman’s face. She was out cold.

Silently, I moved around as far as I could. The floor was full of sleeping cadets.

Neither Matthew nor I bothered to ask the most important, pertinent question of all. What was going on? I didn’t ask because I couldn’t, because my lips refused to work, because fear climbed my stomach.

Matthew eventually came back to me. “What do you remember?”

“The last time I saw you was—”

“Capture the flag—”

“No… I was looking for… Sharon. Why… is the last day so hard to recall?”

“The last day… something… happened. I went to class…” Matthew started to mutter out loud, listing the things he could recall.

Me, I focused on one thing. Sharon.

My awkward, silent, cold roommate. But someone who I’d grown closer to this past year. And someone who right now felt like they were the key to everything.

“I can’t remember a thing,” Matthew soon gave up with a grunt. He rubbed the side of his face. I could hear his fingers moving hard over his brow. “This is impossible.”

“Sharon,” I muttered.

I might not be good at much. Or at least that’s what my superiors might frequently tell me, but I had an awfully good memory.

I was also good at dragging things out of the depths of my subconscious mind.

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