The Other Side: Exiled

For her, it was the fire.

For him, it was the voices.

Ella and Kade. They thought they were safe. That they were normal. They were totally unaware of one another's presence until fate had to draw them together.

In each other's eyes they are strangers. But in another reality they are more than friends.

It's just too bad they can't remember any of it.

Now they both face an impending doom from group of powerful people trying to kill them. At the same time trying to figure out what got them into this mess in first place.

But the answer may prove to be more terrifying than the question.

Who are they?


16. Chapter 6.2. Part 2


I waited patiently. Although I couldn’t see anything, I could feel things, like the rustle of the wind along my skin and the vibrations on the floor as large objects rolled by. I think hours must have passed until I received my next visitor.


“Hi buddy,” said Tim.


Hey, Tim.


“I know you can’t hear me, but…guess what?” he asked. “I brought somebody here to talk to you today, instead of the usual me...”


The ‘usual’? What did that mean? How many times had he come to visit me?


“His name is Chris,” said Tim.


Somebody else was sitting next to my bed.


“Hi, I’m Christopher. Chris, for short,” he said. Now, where did I recognise that voice from?


“Yeah, he was your opponent at the match you had last, man,” Tim said.




“Yeah, so anyway. I felt kinda bad that we were introduced on bad terms. Plus, we never really got to play versus each other at the match,” said Chris.


Yeah, I’m sorry too.


“But we probably would have beaten you anyway,” he finished, laughing lightly.


I felt like laughing too, but my body just wouldn’t allow it. I had a feeling that Chris and I would get along as soon as I got out of here. If I got out.


“So, I just wanted to let you know. The game is set again for next week,” he added.


“And since we don’t have you,” said Tim. “We’re basically dead meat.”


“No, I promise I’ll go easy on your team,” said Chris.


Yeah, right.


“As if,” said Tim. “Hurry up and wake up, man." Tim hit me on my shoulder. "We need you.”


He continued, “Anyway, we’re off. Same time tomorrow, as usual. See you, mate.”


There was a shuffle of footsteps and both of them were gone. I wondered. Just how long had I been sleeping for? Had Tim been visiting me every day since I was put here?

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