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The bad guy snapped at them. “Do you see? This is the fate of those who oppose me!”
My men, seeing my ‘mutilated’ form, nodded hesitantly, their loyalty to me momentarily overshadowed by their fear of him.
Inside, I was smiling.
The play was set, the actors in motion.
The next phase was ready to begin.
* * *
The atmosphere was thick with tension as I stealthily moved through the labyrinthine passages of the prison.
Every corner held potential danger, every sound threatened to give me away.
I could feel the rough texture of the walls beneath my fingers, their coldness seeping through my gloves as I steadied myself around each corner.
My olfactory senses tingled with the stale smell of decay and despair that permeated the corridors.
Finally, I arrived at a nondescript cell, as far away from my former quarters as possible.
Pausing for a moment to listen for any approaching footsteps, I pulled on a glove with the access code bedded inside it and placed it against the display.
The door slid open silently, revealing a dimly lit room.
As I pulled down the hood of my cloak, my eyes immediately found Isla, seated on the cot, her silhouette illuminated by the soft blue light emanating from the window.
I could hear the soft hum of the ventilation system, an omnipresent background noise, a constant reminder of our confinement.
“How did it go?” she asked, her voice tinged with concern.
I could see the worry in her eyes, their deep blue hue almost glowing in the dim light.
“Smoothly, all things considered,” I replied, moving closer.
The smell of her shampoo, a hint of lavender and vanilla, wafted towards me, comforting amidst the otherwise sterile environment.
As I approached, she stood, her gaze never leaving mine.
I was hyper-aware of the sensation of her hands as they reached out to me, her touch cool yet inviting, our fingers intertwining.
We stood there for a moment, just holding onto each other, seeking comfort in the familiar embrace.
Her voice was soft, barely more than a whisper. “Did they believe it?”
I nodded. “They did. But now, we need to be careful. We’ve played our card, and the next few days are crucial.”
She squeezed my hand gently. “I trust you, Thillak.”
The feel of her palm against mine sent a warmth cascading through my body.
I brought her hand up to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss against her knuckles. “I promise you, Isla, we’ll get out of here. And when we do, I’ll help you remember everything.”
She looked deep into my eyes, a slight frown marring her brow. “It’s strange,” she began, her voice soft and contemplative, “even though I can’t recall our past lives as you do, being with you feels… right. Familiar.”
I smiled, drawing her into a warm embrace.
The fabric of her clothes was soft against my skin, and I could feel the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against my chest. “That’s because our souls have always been connected, through countless lifetimes. It’s only a matter of time before your memories come back. I’ll take you to moons and planets where we lived our past lives and, with any luck, it will all come back to you.”
