"So how are you feeling?"
"Sick to my stomach, but otherwise fine. God, it was awful. You have no idea what it's like, having something crawling around inside your head. It feels like you're going insane."
"That must have been awful."
"The Neutral told me how we got here, that you..." her voice faded as she struggled with the concept. "...that you... teleported us here, somehow."
Michael sat down on the bed and let out a deep breath. He wasn't exactly sure how he was going ot deal with this himself, let alone explain it to somebody else. Hell, even he couldn't believe it.
"That's what Triad said I did."
"But?" Gabriella asked.
"I don't know. We live in a crazy world. I guess anything is possible but Triad. I don't trust it."
"Well, I do and you can trust me, right?"
Michael snorted a good-humoured laugh. "Yeah, I guess."
He turned and looked into Gabriella's eyes. He knew she couldn't see him back but he was searching for any sign something was wrong. Every time he looked at her he couldn't help but see her suspended, abused and violated by those tendrils.
"What is it Michael?"
"Huh? Oh nothing."
"You sure, your aura looks weird."
"It's just a lot to think about."
"You're telling me. You know what this means? People can teleport Michael! You, you did it! Maybe someday everyone can, isn't that amazing?"
Michael couldn't help but smile at her optimism, despite his dour mood. Gabriella smiled and squeezed his hand. Silently, they just sat there thinking.
There was so much to think about, he needed to take control of the situation. Even Triad had told him as much but how? Another question, he was still the one asking them instead of the one finding answers. It was time to make a decision, he had to take matters into his own hands. He was fed up of running, of being hunted, of hiding. Most of all though, he was tired floundering around from one situation to another, only to repeat the sequence over and over again.
This time it was going to be different. He was going to take the fight to them. A plan was already forming in his mind. First, he'd take Gabriella and find what was at the end of his own personal rainbow, next he wasn't quite so sure. He'd have to wait and see but he had a feeling he wasn't just going to be able to retire from the goings on he'd seemed to have gotten himself tangled up with. And, as much as he found himself disgusted by it, he was beginning to become intrigued, even interested by Triad. It had a strange allure, the pull of a puzzle just waiting to be solved. Puzzles were his game.
"So how are you feeling?"