The sky gloomy in the morning was dull steel-colored. Low clouds tipped the compound in shade. Vans and drone news hovered in the boundaries, like their blinking lights were the vultures waiting over something already dead. It was tense inside that facility.Nova was sitting in the command center and was fiddling with the controls. The Echoheart Core had melted out inside and killed and yet the interest it had aroused was on the increase.Them--"they want it," she grimly murmured. She spoke with a tight voice. Everyone of them.Foreign government officials, proprietary technology companies and even humanitarian agencies were insisting to be allowed to oversee the wreckage. Everybody desired to witness what still existed of Olivia project. Nova denied them everything. So far.And she called to Jayden.In a few seconds he was here beside her. His eyes were aged more than yesterday. They had some dark shadows under their eyes, and his hair was out of order. yet scarcely had he slept sinc

They went down to the lower layers where light has not been seen during the past months.The doors were creaking metal and the air that came out was stale as burnt breath.There was darkness and red light inside. There were symbols of thread on the walls and they beat lightly like the veins under the skin.Isaac was not afraid to walk. His little hand went up and touched the wall and the symbols grew brighter.He has the direction of which he is going, said Nova to herself.Jayden dutifully trail followed him, light in hand.They went further beyond the destroyed labs, broken glass malays, and dead terminals.Then Isaac held.before them towered a half-burnt, half-alive machine. Wires came dangling down it like roots. At the core of the room something was burning.Jayden came nearer. This is a sub node. A storage cache of memory.”Nova nodded. It must have been crash proof.The two hands were on the machine.He shut his eyes.And whole the vault flared up, Nova glimpsed it in flights

The place of red threads was endless around Caspian. It glimmered but not with fire but with memory ribbons of soft light and sadness. His bare feet pass noiselessly over the glowing threads that swayed but inches above the floor. Step by step he seemed to hear a thing or two saying across his skin. He did not know whether it was fright or hope. Maybe both.He was yet a child.Small hands. Soft eyes. a heart which had been opened too prematurely.In this world, however, time never traveled as before. It snaked and twisted and caused him to feel old and young. How long he had been on his walk he did not know. It was days and nights. Perhaps it was years. Or it was only a few minutes.A change was beginning to come in the sky above.Here it was always red. Just the same color as the threads as though the world were painted in grief. But now far away he beheld it alter. A kind of radiant glow. Not red. Not yellow. Something else. Something gentle. A color that was weird on his chest.Blu

Caspian’s POVI went ahead with my mother, stretching out my hands to her, we both stormed out of the lab.“ Mother I never imagined anyone could notice me in there.” I said.Immediately I concluded my statement, I felt my feet left my body completely.I had my eyes closed and waited for my back to hit the ground, but instead, I landed into the firm arms of another stranger who had me startled. It took a few seconds for me to slowly open my eyes, and a couple more to get on my feet. The kind stranger helped me all through this terrifying process. “Who are you?” He asked. My eyes widened. With the crowd that was present in the lab , I couldn't believe that there was anyone in there that was real, I only thought for a while that those were mere memories. If I could recall, I was with my mother the moment the light turned blue, I still recalled that I was also with her when we both stormed out of the lab, and now the only thing I could see was myself standing before a stranger and a

Caspian's POV.Alex hurried out and I followed behind him out of the house. We met a large, angry mob outside Alex's house, and when I looked closely, I saw a reflection of Isaac in front of the crowd, being dragged by them, But it was a female, if not I could have sworn it was Isaac.“What is going on?” Alex queried. His loud, firm voice calmed the crowd.“She's a royal,” one of the leaders of the crowd yelled. The lady had lifted her head up and we were staring into each other's eyes. My heart was racing, and I thought in a million directions on how to get her out of this mess, or if there was even a way out. “What proof do you have?” I questioned in a shaky tone. “We found this on her!” One of the women yelled, holding out the young lady's bracelet. I had the exact bracelet, handed to me by my mother at the lab’s exit, but had taken it off when I was trying to gather wood. I had only realized that taking it off was a blessing in disguise.“Were you sent by the king to milk us