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Chapter Thirty-Two: In Which Flake Sees Some Alarming Things
Flake woke up. But he didn’t.
He was awake. Conscious. But he could tell he was in a dream.
He was strapped to a chair. Lights were glaring down at him, he couldn’t really see much else.
Footsteps. It was coming closer and closer.
Fear overtook him. Oh no. What will happen? Oh no oh no oh no-
It was like Rose was talking to him in his mind again, though he could hear not only thoughts, but actually feel the emotions. And this person was feeling very scared. Flake wasn’t sure if he wanted to know why.
“Well. Aren’t you a nice specimen? You’ll do quite nicely. It’ll go perfectly, don’t worry.” A man came into view.
Flake let out a small eep of surprise. But it wasn’t in his voice. Wait. That sounded like-
“Snow, isn’t it?” The man smiled down, but he didn’t seem very friendly.
Wait. So… I’m looking through Snow’s body? Is this happening right now? Is this just a bad dream? Flake hoped it was. But if it wasn’t… if Snow was in danger right this moment… Flake didn’t want to think about it.
The man held up a cup of gray liquid. “Open up.” He shoved the cup in Snow’s mouth. And then Flake got a weird taste in his mouth, sort of like water, but with some sort of powder in it. Flake wasn’t sure what it tasted like, but he was sure that it wasn’t good. He tried to spit it out, but that didn’t do anything.
Then the ground started shaking. His vision got blurry. Someone was screaming…
And then nothing.
Children fleeing. Glittering sea. When the old becomes new. Look down to history. One will try, one will die, one is already dead…
Prophecies. Everywhere. Predictions about what was to come, riddles and mysteries intersecting and weaving to create the fabric of the future. Somehow, it was all supposed to fit together. Somehow, it was all supposed to make sense.
Then Flake understood. He understood. It was like the mysteries of the world had been solved.
Then he woke up.
He was in a hospital. That was made clear by the sign on the door that said Welcome to Comfort Hospital! with a rainbow on the side. Not to mention that he was in hospital patient clothing and there was a poster on the wall that informed you about the dangers of the flu. As for why he was here, that was pretty clear too. Flake had a headache. Again. Why, he wasn’t sure, but that wasn’t important right now. What was important was what he just realized. Unfortunately, there was no one in the vicinity that he could share this new information with either.
“Hello?” Flake called. His voice echoed back. Strange. You would have thought, with all Chief Ripple’s safety measures, that there would be at least one guard standing outside the room. Or maybe not.
He looked outside the window. A tree was pressed up against it, blocking the view. He looked around the room one last time. There was a few stuffed animals on the ground, like a teddy bear and a pink bunny. There was also stickers on the walls, showing flowers and butterflies and birds in a garden. A typical kid’s hospital. But where was he? Still in the Coral Kingdom?
Wait a second. Flake looked out the window again. The tree was still there. But Coral Kingdom doesn’t have trees, for obvious reasons. But why would he be aboveground? He couldn’t think of any plausible reason why.
The tree didn’t have snow on it. Probably wasn’t the Snake Kingdom then. The Fearsome Forest? Nope. There wasn’t any modern hospitals in the forest. Flame Kingdom? Well, he’d never been there, but based on what he heard, it wasn’t very plant-friendly. However, it was a possibility. Breeze Kingdom? Also a possibility. It could also be on one of the several small towns not controlled by the kingdoms. Or it could be somewhere else entirely. He wasn’t very sure.
Or maybe… he was exactly where he planned to be. Maybe the kidnapper got him after all. Maybe that was what the headaches were meant to do. Then the only problem was getting out.
Chapter Thirty-Three: In Which We Once Again Take A Look At What Everyone Is Doing