Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time back in July, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.
Mike disappeared in his car and her mother turned to her, preparing herself to say something.
“Go wash yourself. This kind of make up might be appropriate for people your age outside but it sure isn't here,” she said. “Most of your ugly lipstick is gone with the food and you look ridiculous.”
She then walked away which was rather unexpected. Malik smiled and shrugged before following her.
No lecture tonight. Isabelle wondered what had finally made her mother forget about her. Was it the lipstick? Or was it Mike? Or even a bit of both? She wasn't sure but still she welcomed the opportunity as much as she was sure that her mother would probably get on her case in the morning, especially for not answering properly to Mike.
Isabelle rushed to her room and closed the door behind her. She passed back and forth, wondering how to read the message from Romulus without anyone interfering. The best would be to go to the toilet, it was the only room with a lock but that wasn't very romantic. She finally put her back on her door and slide the paper out of her pocket. Her hands were shaking when she opened it.
You life is in danger. It will happen soon.
Meet me at the pond in front of your house in the universe of Oris.
R
Isabelle read the message twice. Then a third time. He was waiting for her. But but but...
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