We are the Damned

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'We are the Damned, and we Damn you.'

Meet Kear: Deadly, dangerous, and damned for all eternity to live in the Mantle, a Level of the world ablaze with fire and a spark of torture. Very few are ever allowed out of Mantle to mingle with other Levels, so when Kear gets an assignment with a Human, she knows it's something different. But even Kear, with her mind reading abilities, cannot think of what might be up there.



I'm streaking across the sky, soaring like a bird and dancing like the sun as I fly. My very soul feels like it is on fire, blazing with everything and nothing all it once.


I wonder how long it will be before I burn myself out. Turns out, it isn't very long until I'm no longer flying, but falling, tumbling through the sky like a meteorite, my breath ripping out of my lungs, tearing me apart. I'm tumbling towards the ground at a sickening rate, my stomach churning, my head thumping.




The sky grows further and further away and I fall through a hole on the rocks, screaming. My breathing grows faster and faster until I hit the ground, crumpling on the floor of a massive cave, with eleven faces staring at me. I suppose it isn't every day you see a girl fall from the sky.


"Hello," I say cheerfully.

Their jaws dropped open. The eleven of them are sitting in a round circle, spread across the wall of the round cave, backs pressed against across against the stone cold stone walls. “What on earth are you?” a boy says, a sliver of light illuminating his pale, almost ghoulish voice, a smile cracking his lips.

“That doesn't matter,” I laugh, offering him a fake smile. "Jst dropped in to say hello, and it looks like I have. I'll be going now. Have a nice-"”

The boy laughed. “Oh, no. You aren't going anywhere, freak. For one thing, you don't know where the door is. For another, we want answers. No one else is allowed in here who isn't one of us. So how the hell did you get in?"


"I kind of... fell."

 The boy laughs again, and I began to get the awful feeling that he didn't find it at all funny. "Yeah? Well that's a stupid answer. Look, my name's Adrien, and these are my friends. You look kind of familiar, I'll give you that, but no one bothered to tell me that any new kid was dropping in, so if you'd tell me who invited you, I'd really appreciate it.”

“Sorry, Adrien," I spat. "But no one invited me. Just show me the door and I'll be gone."

"No!" Adrien shouted. "No, you're not allowed to leave! You tell us why you're here or we'll - w'll kill you!"


I bark out a bitter laugh at his all too apparent incompetence. Of course he'd say that he'd kill me, of course he'd see that as the biggest threat his tiny, stupid little body could muster up to scare me with, to fear me into confessing lies that I can't even begin to dream up yet. Will you really? Fascinating."

"Look, just leave her be, Adrien," says one blue eyed girl, all her words tying themselves together and gliding over her tongue. "My name is Lisa, and the twat here is my little brother. You don't have to tell us how you're here - I know you don't really know, anyway, I can see it - bt can you at least tell us your name? Or why you're here."

"Kear," I say quickly, frowning at how she got me to open up. "I'm here because - well, I don't know - I was flying and then I wasn't and now I'm here and can I please just leave because I'm really really tired and is that fish I can smell because I really hate fish."

The girl, Lisa, laughed. "She's the truth. Now, Kear, what are you?"



"I'm a  - well, what do you think I am, I'm a girl."

"No you're not."


We eye each other dangerously, her blue eyes narrowing into cold, calculating slits. I shudder, balling my hands into tiny little fists. "Birlan," my tongue runs away from me. "That's what I am. I - I went to Mantle - I"

Shut u, shut up, shut up, I repeat. Shut the hell up.


A cool smile drags over Adrien's lips. "Good. So are we."


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