Instead of Dee, Trevor came again the next day. She stayed in bed this time, and just stared at him. She didn’t answer any of his questions, and he soon got annoyed.
“We are here to protect you god damn it!” He snapped at her. She just stared at him blankly.
“Fine! If you don’t want to talk, we won’t talk.” Toby said to her, and that’s what he did. Minutes went by, and then hours of pure silence. Dee popped her head round at one point, but when she noticed that Toby was there, she left.
It must have been four hours later when Toby eventually caved in.
“I was ten when I came here.” Was all he said.
So he hadn’t always lived here liked Dee? That was a surprise to Mollie. He had been through what she was going through. Then anger hit her. He should understand then!
“They came for me after school. Caught me unprepared, and there was nothing I could do. Those years, they weren’t as soft. I tried to fight back of course, and earned a whack round the head. Woke up in this exact room.
“Like you, I refused to co operate. I wanted to go home, back to my parents. I was young and scared and an old lady took pity on me. She didn’t agree with locking me up. To her, I was a young boy that needed to run about and play.
“So one day I persuaded her to take me outside. I said I would be good, I’d only play a little. Then after we had been out for about half an hour, I caught her unawares. I ran for my life. I had no idea where I was going of course, but to me anywhere was better than here.”
He stopped for a minute, and Mollie sat up. She couldn’t help but be interested in what he had to say.
“It took a few days to find a road.” He carried on. “I managed to get a lift of someone, and they took me to my home town. When I got home, my mum hugged me tight. She had missed me so much she said. Everyone was celebrating and asking me where I had been. I don’t know why, but I made the decision to lie. I told them I had run away.
“My mum, she didn’t care about that. As long as I was back, that was all that mattered. Then it was in the towns newspaper. I was something of a local celebrity. Like the prodigal son, in fact. And then they came.
“They woke us up at night. Smashed the windows, and stormed in. They pulled my mother and father out of bed, tied them up and dragged us out of bed. All I can remember is feeling so terrified. I was screaming for them to let me go, but they wouldn’t.
“They said I was vermin. I was dirty and impure. I needed to be destroyed. My father tried to stop them, so they shot him. The terror in my mothers eyes. It was horrible. And then I got so angry. I couldn’t control it anymore. I screamed out loud, and sent out fire to all the men there. That was the night I found out my power. I was hungry for them. I watched them burn, and I enjoyed it. Then I saw my mothers expression.
“She looked at me like I was a monster. And that’s when I knew I didn’t belong there anymore. So I left again. Luckily, the people here had been prepared for the attack, and they were coming just as I left. They brought me here once more, and I never saw my parents again. I don’t even know if my father survived.”
He fell silent. Mollie didn’t know what to say. He had shared a lot with her, she knew. She wanted to reach out to him, but refrained herself.
He stood up, and left the room. Mollie wanted to stand up, and ask him to come back, but she stayed sat down. She would wait.
The next day, when Dee came to visit her, she was ready.
“I’m going to check in today.” She said. Dee stepped back surprised.
“What’s brought that on? What happened with wanting to go home? Actually no, don’t answer that. I don’t want you to change your mind.”
She pulled out the handcuffs, and handed them to Mollie. Mollie rolled her eyes, yet still put them on. She was led down the same hall way, and they soon came to the room.
She was prepared this time, for the darkness and the peculiar feeling.
“Back again?” A voice said from the darkness.
“I’m here to check in.” Mollie voiced aloud. The female laughed, chilling Mollie.
“I guess you better take a seat then, haven’t you.” With that, the same spotlight lit up the chair. Uncertain, Mollie stepped forward and sat down. As soon as she did, it spun round and a board lit up. It was under an eerie, green light.
“Place your finger tips on the board.” The male said. She waited a few seconds, then sighed. Reluctantly, she did as she was told. I green laser ran along her hand, then stopped. The light went off, and she could no longer see her hands.
“Name?” The male asked. It was a pointless question, as she was sure most people knew it.
“No, full name?”
“Mollie Catherine Thompson.”
“Date of birth?”
“Seventeenth of January, Nineteen eighty five.”
“Mothers name, along with maiden name?” This time spoken by the female.
“Elizabeth Anne Taylor.”
Mollie was confused. “Mine or there's?”
The male laughed, coldly. “Yours of course. We're checking you in, not your parents. Please try to keep up.”
Mollie blushed, and for once was glad of the darkness. “I … I was a teacher, but now I don’t work.”
“I see.” The male muttered. Then the female carried on.
“Good, no more rooms will be required then.” the male muttered.
“What, if I had children they could come too? Even if they didn’t have a power?” Mollie asked, curiously.
“We are not monsters.” The male snapped. “We do not leave children, parentless. And anyway, most people with powers pass it on, or at least the gene. It’s genetic.”
“Oh.” Mollie muttered.
Mollie couldn’t help but laugh. “Green” She told them, smiling.
“Interesting …” the female muttered.
They ignored her and carried on. “Ever experienced any clues to what your talent is?”
“That’s going to be tough then. Most people have found it now when they hear they have one. They try to find it you see, hoping it will get them out of that room.” The male burst into laughter.
In fact, Mollie had not even dwelled on it. She didn’t want a power, though maybe a door blasting one could be useful.
The questions carried on. They varied from things like favourite meal, and favourite film to serious questions like siblings, and grand parents. She was sat in the chair for what seemed like hours, and she was seriously beginning to get pins and needles. After what seemed like an age, the female announced it was over.
“Welcome to Building E .” She said, almost a hint of friendliness in it. Mollie stood up, and walked over to the door.
“You will get your results in two days.”
“Results?” Mollie asked, confused.
“This was a test of course,” and then they burst into laughter once again.
Mollie quickly left the room.