Polarities (The Pendomus Chronicles Book 2) by Carissa Andrews

Author:Carissa Andrews [Andrews, Carissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carissa Andrews
Published: 2017-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

12

Traeton

BIRDS CHIRP OVERHEAD and I wake up with a start. My eyelids flip open and I sit up far too quickly. The moment I do, my insides roll and I lean over to empty the contents from my stomach onto the snow beside me.

My brain is fuzzy in texture and my thoughts are muddled.

How in the hell did I get here?

Where is here?

I wipe my mouth, and squint at my surroundings.

I’m outside, but for the life of me, I can’t remember how I got here.

Pushing myself away from the mess beside me, I come up to my knees and take a deep breath. Something isn’t right here… I don’t feel well at all.

My brain is an empty slate as I try to access any recent memories, hunting for a reason I’d be lying flat in the snow. No matter how hard I try, it’s as if the recent events have all been wiped from my mind.

Slowly, I stand up, taking my time to catch my balance. My body is slow and sluggish, like it’s been asleep for far too long, or I’ve taken some sleeping agent. Actually, this feels like being hungover from one of the Langcaster twin’s special brews, but it’s been years since the last time I escaped that way. Besides, Kani wouldn’t let Fenton or I—

Familiarity of Kani’s warnings tickles at the edges of my mind, but I can’t quite place what it was about. It isn’t about the perils of drinking, but something else. I tap my temple, hunting for the reason.

Think, think.

The repetitive tapping to my temple shifts something loose and the faintest glimmer of recognition slips in.

Headaches. I remember headaches…

I nod to myself, realizing what must have caused this. The NeuroWand.

Kani had been warning me of using it too much, and what the effects could be. The last time must have been one too many uses and now here I am without a clue. I hate when she’s right.

Taking a few steps, I trudge though the snow, trying to regain my bearings on where I am. It doesn’t take long, since I’m one of the few who’ve studied the topography of Pendomus. I know this particular place like the back of my hand.

“Why on Pendomus would I be stumbling all the way out here?” I muse. “There’s nothing out here.”

The fogginess starts to lift ever so slightly, but I still can’t come up with a reason for being outside.

“I thought—I thought we were trying to get help,” I mutter. “Or information?”

Blinking furiously, I hold my forehead trying to pull out the information I need.

“I’m done with that damn NeuroWand,” I say. “This sucks.”

A quick glimpse of putting it back into my pack at the Archives flashes through my mind and I realize I’m far from where I started.

“What the hell?”

I stumble a few more steps, looking around.

“I’m nowhere near the Archives.”

How could I blank out this badly? Why would Kani let me go in such a poor state?

It’s going to take me a good hour to walk back to the entrance of the Archives.

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