The Energy Room (The Elementum Trilogy)

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Author: Styna Lane
walkway shudder slightly as he apparently stepped toward me.
    I forced my eyes open again. Through the blurred vision and stabs of pain, I managed to identify the outline of Eddie at the end of the walkway, struggling with his feet. I blinked rapidly, my tears freezing over as fast as they came out. My gaze landed on the icy, blue eyes across the room, connecting to them instantly. There was no shock in them, no amazement, no confusion. The only thing that found its home in those eyes was pride, an unwavering sense of definiteness, and an unbreakable bond that could only be found in someone like—
    The pain that had been building behind my eyes erupted into streams of blue light toward the ceiling. The water in the tank below me began to jet skyward into frozen, shimmering towers. Even through my blurred and painful confusion, I was in awe of the glittering magnificence I was creating around myself; a vertical landscape of icy awesomeness. Slowly, the amazing view began to dim, until my vision faded entirely; the sounds of crackling ice falling to a deathly silence. I felt the back of my head hit the metal walkway, just before I passed out completely.

CHAPTER FOUR
Infinite Whiteness
     
     
    Infinite whiteness was all that surrounded me, but it lacked the feeling of constraint associated with the walls of The Facility. It was warm and welcoming, almost shielding in nature. I was home.
    My entire being was engulfed by the comfort of an over-sized blue chair. If I could do nothing but stay in that one spot for the rest of my life, I would have been content. Stemming out from me in a circle were five other chairs, each one a different color of the rainbow. All of the others were empty, except for the yellow one two seats to my right. A pair of fiery, copper eyes gazed at me from behind a thick book, locks of straight, dark hair falling around them.
    “What are you doing here?” Nadia asked nervously, setting her book on her lap. I looked around for a moment, trying to steady myself.
    “ I passed out,” I said, cradling my head in my hands. It was so comforting to see my bare wrists without any sign of hindering shackles.
    “ Are you… are you okay?” Nadia asked, placing her book in her chair as she stood to move closer to me.
    Nadia was a beautiful girl, and her voice had the unique ability to turn your innards into gooey mush. Her flawless, dusky skin made her eyes seem as though they might burst out of her face and engulf the room in flames. She was truly one of my oldest friends, and one of my only connections to the outside world. Unfortunately, she had been in a coma since she was very young, which was why she was in the Room during the middle of the day; she was always in the Room.
    The Energy Room was where our minds went when we were unconscious, at least that’s how we understood it. There were six of us, and we had been going to the Room for as long as any of us could remember. It was our true home, and our true family. The Room gave us everything we needed when we were there, everything we were deprived of on the outside.
    After being together every night of our lives for nearly eighteen years, we knew all there was to know about each other, yet we knew very little of ourselves. We were all born on the same day of the same year; we were all adopted; and we were all able to do things that normal people shouldn’t have been able to do. While the Room was able to provide us with the knowledge of nearly any subject we could ever crave to learn, it was unable to tell us anything of who we were. That, or we simply hadn’t been asking the correct questions.
    All of the information The Facility had been after for the last seventeen years existed in a room that they could never access. If William ever found out that the secrets he desired were so close, yet so far… he would be more furious than a particularly disgruntled cat in an ugly holiday sweater.
    “ I’m fine,” I said quietly, rubbing my eyes as I
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