Ouroboros 2: Before by Odette C. Bell

Ouroboros 2: Before by Odette C. Bell

Author:Odette C. Bell [Bell, Odette C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure, Exploration, Space Opera, Space Exploration, Time Travel
Amazon: B00JXRPVXM
Goodreads: 22426516
Publisher: Odette C. Bell
Published: 2014-04-30T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter 10

Cadet Nida Harper

She was silent.

She'd been silent since the event in the tunnels.

She felt . . . odd.

Really strange in fact.

The energy in her was distracting. It kept stealing away her thoughts.

Though she tried to concentrate, she couldn't.

She simply felt heavy and tired.

Carson and Cara had been hashing out a plan of attack for the Central Security Facility for the past hour, leaving Nida to simply sit in a corner staring at her feet.

Though Nida knew she could stand, walk over there, and try to help, she also knew she would be of little actual assistance.

Not in her current frame of mind.

Occasionally she would pull back the top of her glove and peek at her skin underneath.

The entity . . . she could still feel it.

It was weak though.

And yet, somehow, paradoxically, its effects on her felt stronger than ever.

This palpable sense of confusion haunted her every movement and thought.

Feeling exactly like she wanted to curl up in her own bed with a bowl of steaming hot pasta heaped with cheese, she sighed softly.

She was stuck in the past.

What was worse, she didn't seem capable of doing anything to help her cause.

Though she was arguably the worst recruit in 1000 years, she’d never felt as weak as this before.

She just couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't fight.

She felt spineless and pathetic.

If it weren't for Carson's diligent protection of her, she would have been mincemeat long ago.

‘Get over it,’ she whispered softly. But those few words were insufficient to pick up her mood, nor could they cut through the fog engulfing her mind.

Pressing at her forehead with the back of her hand, she noticed how dirty her hair was.

She was still covered in the foul-smelling ooze that had caked the bottom of that tunnel.

It was disgusting . . . yet she almost didn't care. She just didn't have the brainpower to bother being put off by anything.

She sighed again, drawing her arms up and locking them around herself as she leaned against the wall to her side.

Everything in this room was rusted. Great layers of red dredge covered the walls and floor, and metal flaked off the strange machines and pipes that littered the ground.

She half wondered what all of this stuff did, yet once again the thought simply drifted away as she tried to follow it through.

It was almost as if someone or something didn't want her thinking too hard.

. . . .

Which was a seriously paranoid thought, and no doubt a further symptom of her growing, powerful fatigue.

Sighing again, she looked up to see Carson beaming at Cara.

His eyes sparkled.

Cara, for her part, looked like she didn't want to hit him—which was a new expression for her.

Nida frowned.

The two of them had their heads locked together as they considered their plan, and every now and then their even tones were punctuated with laughter, usually Carson's.

. . . .

He liked her.

You didn't need to be a genius to note that.

It was as obvious as his big, violet, sparkling eyes.

She was exactly his type.



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