Becky was sitting in a white room, which she’d been drifting into every now and then. If she wasn’t there, she was in a room which only made her scared, with all the doctors mumbling things she didn’t understand above her. Her wrists and ankles hurt when she was there, and she didn’t like it. Becky kept trying to look around, but was somewhat disorientated, so she couldn’t see much.
This time when she drifted into the white room, it felt more permanent. Not completely, but permanent enough. Enough for her to think. She was dreaming, she realised. She could use my power now she was there, and they’d never know. They could communicate, without them picking up signals. Now she just had to pull everyone else into her dream.
It had taken him a long time to get here. He knew it had been coming for weeks. In fact, he had known it had been coming since before he’d met them, but in the more recent weeks he had known. He knew what he had to do, and why he had to do it. Before he left, he had sent a letter to the unknown PPR, the one they had all forgotten about. So to make sure they didn’t remember, he didn’t use her name.
You may not have met me, but I know you know who I am. You may not be directly involved with them, but in your ’book’ research, you dug into their past, and you’ve been expecting this letter.
You know who this is for. You know why I am writing to you. You’ve seen them in the papers, and feel helpless. You know as well as I do you cannot help them at this moment in time, so don’t do anything drastic. The worst is yet to come, but you will not know for a few years. Just know they are going to be helped and in the future you will be needed. Your group’s job has not finished, even if some of the player’s parts have. You knew you had to leave when you did. You will be hearing from me soon. Remember everything you did, for the next step will be difficult, so be prepared.
Yours,
Noko
He just had to pick up the kids. He knew where they were being held, and he knew the guards weaknesses. If the PPRs got out alive, which was doubtful, excluding a few, he would give them back without any questions. However, if they did not, as suspected, he would bring up the children to a certain age, without telling them about their parents, but training them for the future, since the future was going to be difficult for the entire race.
What he wasn’t expecting, however, was to find documents in the room. The room itself was child friendly - a box of toys, bright colours to keep the young children happy and a small ‘squishy’ area where they could play. On the edge of each wall was a cot - not a normal cot, however. It had a rail across the top, so the children couldn’t get out, and Edwin’s seemed to be metal, rather than wooden. As he searched for keys, he came across the documents.
PLAN BABY
As he read through the introduction, he got the gist of it - any of the PPR’s without children would have a child, naturally or unnaturally, depending on the current experiments’ results, before their death.
It seemed Noko would be making more than on trip to the underground lab.