I sat at the shimmering poolside and hugged my legs, memorized by the beauty beside me. There were days when the urge to come down here was powerful, but I never did. My mother had already taken my spirit to fly and coming down here would have sent me in relapse.
Because of that day, all those years ago, I lost an entire century of my life. An entire century closed off from the world. If it had not been for my never-ending hopes, I would have been washed away in insanity. One more reason why I should hate Kyle. One more reason to fear the thought of my mother finding out about us, about what I did.
"How are we here?" Eric asked, surveying his surroundings.
"We teleported," Linsday answered in awe.
