Fractures by Alice Reeds

Author:Alice Reeds [Reeds, Alice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-04-05T15:06:03+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Freighter

“Did you notice how it doesn’t get dark?” I asked, my eyes cast toward the clear blue sky. We’d gone outside again, this time thankfully without encountering any more alarming sounds or figures, and sat with our backs against the building in a small patch of shade. The ocean below was still just as unnervingly silent. “So much happened today, but the sun is still high. It should’ve gotten dark a while ago, yet it hasn’t, and we should’ve gotten hungry, yet we haven’t.”

“Maybe less time passed than you think?”

“Considering how warm it is, chances are rather slim that we’re north enough for the day to be endless during summer, meaning that it should be dark, eventually.”

Fiona stayed silent for a moment before asking, “What’s your theory?”

“I don’t have one beyond the fact that everything feels off.” I turned my head to look at her. “When we woke up, I thought that we should be on a ship, or a yacht, but we aren’t. And then there are all these memories I can’t place, some of them distorted, and some straight-out impossible.”

“Impossible?” Fiona frowned. “Like the Berlin ones?”

“We both have them,” I said, and she nodded, slowly. “What do you remember before we woke up here?”

She leaned her head against the wall, her eyes wandering, indicating that she was reaching for those particular memories in her mind, trying to recall them. “An island, I think, and a yacht, yeah, just like you said. But then I also have other memories from that villa we talked about, different rooms and fragments of people, conversations and emotions. They make no sense, though…”

“As if all of that isn’t bad enough, we also somehow hear things and see things but can’t find their source or any actual traces of anything having been there to make those noises. What could all of this mean?”

“We’re losing our minds? The implants have fried our brains?”

“Wait, what?” A light turned on in my mind. “What if that’s it?”

She frowned again. “What’re you talking about?”

Sitting up a little straighter, my thoughts slowly rearranged themselves in my mind, the puzzle pieces moving into the picture they were meant—or not meant—to turn that little bit clearer. We’ve dealt with something like this before, what if we were doing it again? Could that be?

“Remember the name of the ship?” I asked.

“The strange German name you can’t actually expect me to be able to pronounce?”

I chuckled and nodded. “Katzengold, meaning ‘cat’s gold’ in English. More commonly known as fool’s gold.”

“Thank you, Mr. Dictionary, but how is that supposed to help us?”

“Fool’s gold is something that pretends to be of value while it actually doesn’t have any real value at all. An illusion, basically, no?” She nodded, but hesitantly, her eyes squinted as she tried to figure out where I was going with this. “What if this ship is our fool’s gold? What if all of this is just pretend, a simulation essentially, like the bear on the island, remember that? We see the shadows, hear the hammering and scraping and whatnot, but it isn’t actually there.

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