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For a hundred years.
The rumbled and rocking motion of the truck soon lulled me into a light doze. I must have drifted off for a few minutes, because I startled awake when the truck jolted from a deep pothole.
“Sorry, the roads here are a little rough,” Tom said.
I gave him a cheerless smile, then gave my head a light shake to wake myself. That’s when I noticed the forested area around us looked no more civilized than the wild mountain road we started from.
“Where are we?” I asked.
“Just a little farther up this last hill,” he answered. “Doing okay there, McEwan? Sure you don’t want to go to the hospital first and get checked out?”
“No, I...This can’t be right,” I said, checking all around. “I said that the town should be in a valley.”
And we were headed uphill.
“Tom, where are you taking me?” I asked suspiciously.
“Don’t worry,” he said, facing the winding forested road ahead. “You’ll be fine as long as you do what you’re told.”
“Told what? Tom, what’s going on? Okay, forget the town. Turn around and take me back to Silver Falls.”
Ignoring me, he turned right onto a dirt road that disappeared quickly into the thick forest, then stopped when he pulled up in front of a set of square building.
My passenger’s door was opened by one of the half dozen men who stood waiting for us.
“Welcome, Miss McEwan,” the man said. “Tom, they’re all ready for her now.”
* * *
“She’s the one then,” one man remarked with amazement. “She’s the woman who can move through time.”
“She is,” Tom said. “Where’s Abrams?”
“On his way. The others are ready for her now though.”
“Good. See to it. I’ll be two steps behind.”
After a vicious struggle, I had been easily subdued, my hands tied in front of me, mouth taped shut, then roughly hauled by two men towards the building where I was then pushed down into a chair in a clinical looking room occupied by three men wearing white lab coats. The whole thing smacked of something dark and sinister, and probably very painful.
More vicious struggles as my wrists were held down and taped to the chair arms allowing the lab rats to freely poke and prod and draw blood from me. I managed to get a good kick into the gonads of one mad scientist who doubled over with a satisfying cursingoofbefore my ankles were bound together with electrical tape as well.
The gang left, closing and locking the door behind them, and I was now alone in this Frankenstein’s laboratory.
I looked around and slumped in defeat. What was I going to do? How could I ever escape these sickos?
In my mind I called up Bryant, asking for his advice, his help, anything. He had been dead a hundred years at this point. Perhaps his ghost would miraculously show up and tell me how to escape this house of horrors.
Okay, McEwan. Use your academic brain and think.
They had to be Arcans. No other group knew about my time-jumping ability.
What if they weren’t though? What if there was another, maybe even worse group out there who knew what I could do and had just been waiting for the confirmation I just gave them?
It all made sense now, all the times my mother pulled me out of school to impulsively move out of state yet again, changing our names yet again. She knew there were those who would try and use me for their own agendas.
She knew, and she never told me.
Either way, I needed to escape.
