We have rooms now, and roommates. The text of who and where came shortly after a new member arrived. That new member was my roommate, the only other female in group eight. Seeing as how the text said our curfew was ten thirty p.m. and the clock was quite near to said time, I gathered my cards and left to my room. It was a small, rather cramped space but clean and fresh with a small window and two beds underneath of which laid drawers for whatever belongings we may have. I sat down on the crisp sheets of one bed clearly claiming it as my own, my space amongst the unstable towers that were my group mates. I looked out my window watching Massachusetts fly by in the night. Finally we were leaving this hellish state. It had brought me nothing but trouble and pain. Although, I did give that pain back in spades to all who dared bring it upon me.
Suddenly I felt lost, as if a dark being had snatched my very purpose for being on this earth up and threw it out of my reach. I turned, my mismatched eyes wide, to find my roommate standing at the door. She stiffened, as if she thought I would kill her on sight. Her name was Dolley, a girl around my age perhaps a year or two older with violet eyes and pin straight, short brown hair. I shifted through my cards, which upon her arrival I had half hazardly spread across my bed, to pull out the Hanged Man upside-down.
"You've lost something
"I said looking up at her. She looked at me and blinked as if I had just told her there was a rabbit in a waist coat sitting on her head.
"What did you say?" She asked clearly startled. I didn't speak for a moment. I pondered what was wrong with my voice before speaking. I hadn't stuttered had I? No, that wasn't it. Perhaps I just spoke too softly? I cleared my throat and pined her with my gaze. She stiffened again as if preparing for an attack.
"I said, you've lost something. The cards do not lie." I flipped over the card to show her. "It means you've lost something and that you are being oppressed." But the overwhelming feeling I had gotten as she entered was of something lost, though I did not tell her that. She leaned in to study the card more closely. My cards were intricately detailed; every color bright as if it was a new set, but they would not tell her what she was looking for, that is unless she asked the right questions. "This card will not show you what you lost." I said setting the card down with the others.
"Then which will?" She asked gaining an eagerness I had yet to see from her all night. She still seemed alert, ready for me as if she was my prey.
"None will," She slumped into the bed clearly disappointed, "unless the right questions are asked." Her violet eyes seemed to lighten up ever so slightly at my words. I leaned back on the wall waiting for her reply.
"Well, what are the right questions?" She asked leaning into the space between us. I noticed something and leaned forward only to watch as she leaned back. I smiled, perhaps a little wickedly for she seemed to swallow in fear.
"You're afraid of me." It was no question and she seemed to know that. I leaned back, but this time she made no move to even the space out. "Unless you cross me you have no reason to
although the leader, Theo and the auburn boy
Ace I believe is his name, are something different entirely. They got the Tower upside-down which means they change." I waved my hand in the air as if dismissing the thoughts. "Any way I can't tell you the right questions to ask." Her breath came out in a nervous puff. She had been holding it. She was about to speak but I cut her off. I had noticed the time and it was curfew. "Its curfew and seeing the group we are in
I think we'll need all our strength." I gathered up my cards, placing them neatly next to my pillow, and gently pulled off my leather gloves. After placing them under my pillow I unlaced my shoes and pulled of my socks placing them on the floor. I was about to pull out the chopsticks I used to hold up my mess of purple streaked crimson hair when something caught my eye. I glanced over to my roommate to see her quickly hiding something from my view. Although my eyes were on her hidden hands I knew she was watching me. Hearing her clear her throat I quickly let my hair fall from its perch and rolled over to face the wall to sleep. I could feel her eyes on me, watching me for any signs of danger I might let slip. I only wanted to sleep though. Finally, with a few rustling of clothing and the lights blinking out, she went to sleep. I soon followed.
I woke up, rather refreshed from the nights rest. Silently I walked into the bathroom washed my face and reapplied my eyeliner. I walked back into the room and sat on my bed. Looking out the window I shielded my eyes from the early morning light. The land outside was flat and low creating a smooth ride for the train. The sky had a morning grey color to it, turning bluer as the sun rose. As I sat I thought to myself, why the hell am I up this early? I didn't know nor did I truly care at the moment. Hearing a yawn I turned to see my roommate waking up. She blinked her eyes and stared at me for a moment before sitting up and stretching. I decided to greet her.