After visiting Henry, I and Mrs. Rose walked away from the cell together, passing the central guarding post. I was impatient to open the conversation, because there was something interfered in my mind regarding Henry’s lament.
“Mrs. Rose we have to do something. Henry’s expression at the beginning was cheerful, but when telling about someone who succeeded defeated his telepathic ability, and there would be bloodshed, his features changed, he was looked very scared.”
Mrs. Rose answered calmly, as if nothing had happened,
“Moi, you should know that Henry might be depressed. Some time ago, I had given an antidepressant to make him relax and could sleep, but he refused to drink it, moreover who is the crazy person that can make a commotion here? The guard here is tight, with skilled soldiers, able to muffle the commotion.”
I was silent again, Mrs. Rose’s words seemed to be quipping me and maybe Mrs. Rose also thought that I was depressed too, so just a little information could make me paranoid.
I was silent for a long time. There was a conflict in my mind, pondering what Mrs. Rose and also Henry’s words, while the flash of the fight yesterday had burdened on me.
When I was about to enter my room, I saw a man cleaning the floor with a broom. Oh, it was Mr. No, his face bowed seemed to dissolve in sweeping preoccupation.
“Excuse me, sir. Just clean up…?” I greeted.
“Yes, clean up, yeah.” answered Mr. No as if repeating my question, while moving slightly away from the door of my room.
I turned my room key, entered the room, I felt my mind dizzy.
After lunch, I and Mrs. Rose moved into Ronaldo’s room, an 11-year-old boy with the indigo ability because of seeing the light spectrum of the human body’s aura.
“This Ron includes special needs, Moi. Here he is also often acting up, sometimes screaming, sometimes running around, even though he doesn’t dare go to the rear guard cell. Some time ago he also made a fuss by pressing the fire alarm, fortunately the guards here responsive that it was Ron.” Mrs. Rose’s story
“Wow, it must have been excited here, Mrs. Rose. But it’s very strange, why did a child as small as he gets to this island?” I asked curiously.
“Clearly, he has become a son of the state, his parents have volunteered to hand him over to the country, and moreover he is in a safe place, near the central guarding post.” Said Mrs. Rose
“In my opinion, many are just having personality development disorder Mrs. Rose. They don’t deserve to be treated like criminals here.” I said shedding what was in my mind.
Mrs. Rose didn’t answer. Her gaze was looking straight ahead, as if she hadn’t heard me.
Ronaldo’s room was located before the central guarding post. At the central guarding post there were 3 rooms that are similar to Ronaldo’s room, possibly rooms with harmless residents such as rear guarding cell.
Guard over Ronaldo’s room was not as tight as Henry’s cell which was located behind, Ronaldo’s room was located at the end, closest to the central guarding post.
There were two soldiers there and even then without carrying arms fire. One of young soldier came to us.
I read the name placard at his uniform and greeted,
“Hello, Mr. Rupert. Allow us to visit Ronaldo.”
Then Rupert soldier opened Ronaldo’s door of room unlocked.
“Oh, there is Doctor Stephan.” said Mrs. Rose.
Dr. Stephan was examining Ronaldo’s stomach with a stethoscope.
“Good morning, Doc. I’m Moira.” I reached out to him.
Dr. Stephan shook my hand. I felt the fingers of his hands were small and mushy, not like the hand grip of men in general.
Dr. Stephan’s face was similar with a photo the Mrs. Rose’s presentation on campus. The doctor looked unenthusiastic, exhausted, it was seen in his blackened eye bags behind the thin lens of his glasses and sleepy face. The doctor let go of my hand and smiled faintly.
“Ron, have you taken medicine?” asking Mrs. Rose while walking toward Ronaldo who was busy playing gadget.
“Before eating, I gave him methylphenidate, Mrs. Rose so that his attention span is wide.” Dr. Stephan continued,
“Daily routine control must I do, because he is still a minor, especially since his activities are high. Besides playing gadgets, he often sneaks out for a walk.”
I saw Ronaldo remained engrossed in the gadgets in his hands, as if he ignored us.
“Personally I don’t agree he was preoccupied with the gadget because it could affect the bone structure of the neck.” said Dr. Stephan.
I approached Ronaldo who was sitting with a pillow and bolster propping his back.
“Hello Ronaldo. I’m Moira. Ron can call me, Sis Moi. It’s fun, playing the game. What game is that? May Sis Moi join to play game?”
Ronaldo didn’t answer my greeting. He remained focused on the android game in his hand.
“Wow, that’s so exciting to play. Sis Moi was taught, please…”
The boy finally turned to me. I moved closer to his body. We sat parallel at the edge of his bed, while Mrs. Rose sat on the chair in front of me. When sitting, I felt Ron’s height beneath me a little, as evidenced by the tips of his hair that were equal with my eyes.
Not long after that both of us enjoyed playing games.
“Slide right Sis! Yes, let’s raise it a little! Left, left, Sis! Yeah…” Ron was screaming loudly at my side.
“Game over… Whereas it almost success, huh…” Ron complained.
I smiled kindly at him,
“Later we can try again.”
I looked at Ron. The boy’s body was rather thin. A pair of big round eyes was seen looking around the room, when I spoke. His skin was brownish. His hair was straight limp on his forehead.
“Now I want to talk with Ronald, May I?”
The boy did not answer. His eyes were on the floor, his legs was dangling on the floor be moved and swung. It was looked that his body energy was large, until the bed that I sat on also rocked. I looked ahead. Dr. Stephan was no seen in Ron’s room. Maybe when I played with Ron, he slipped away.
“Ronald, how about this place? Are you like, aren’t you? What do you like?”
“The place is nice, the air is fresh, but sometimes it’s scared too.” said Ron, while shaking his head.
“What are you afraid, Ron?”
“Ron doesn’t want to walk the back. It’s scary.” He said, pointing toward the back.
The place behind? That was the place of The Arena, the octagon arena where the man duel until died pathetic, also the location of Henry’s cell, Vicko’s cell. Was it true that Ron had the ability of indigo that was able to see all the horrors there?
“How scary is Ron?” I asked, trying to dig up information, in a tone that I tried as if it were normal, unaffected by Ron’s words that express fright.
“There are some people hovering, Sis. Round and round. Yesterday I saw another new person hovering. He was very big. That person said that it’s hurt, hurt. Ouch, my pelvis is broke.” When he told this, Ron’s voice became smaller. His eyes looked around the room again.
Broken pelvis? Slurrrp! I felt blood on my face as if absorbed, I was reminded of Degardo. So this boy’s indigo ability was true. I felt my entire nape hair stand on end, maybe my face turned pale, my lips bitten, holding back my fear.
A moment later, I changed the subject so that this boy was not traumatic.
“Then which place do you like?”
“Yeach, around here, often to the beach. Ron likes the beach.”
“Why does Ron like the beach?”
“The beach is vast, Sis, free. No matter how much the waves we ask, the sea will give them.”
“Does Ron like to draw?”
“little a bit, Sis Moi”
“Show to Sis Moi, please. Here, Sis Moi have a ballpoint and drawing paper.”
In accordance by the direction of work that I got, I told Ron to draw.
Ron started drawing. I gave a little direction about the picture, there was a tree, a house, a person, and others were free.
About half an hour Ron drew, then he handed me the picture.
“This is the house, lots of windows, but closed to be safe. There’s not much wind.” Ron tried to tell me about the picture.
I saw the house located on the right side, the condition of the house that did not seem to be maintained, the door of the house was closed tightly, while the windows were many but all closed.
“Ron, how come the road is long, huh?” I asked when I saw that there was a trails connecting the home terrace until to the picture of person.
“Yes Sis, the road is far, so that the people who passing are all healthy, Sis.”
I laughed, even though I saw in Ron’s picture was felt that he needed love. I saw a picture of a person, from the proportions there was a picture of a child with big and round eyes, his mouth in a line that extending to the cheeks, and the child was far from the house and trees.
I held my breath when I saw a picture of a tree that was far away in the left corner, a small tree with twig that seemed not to have leaves, the tree that seemed to be experiencing drought.And what made me shudder was that in the trunk there was a picture of a knife stucked.
“Tomorrow Sis Moi will play again, Ron.” I told Ron, so that my feelings would not be read by this boy, because of looking his picture.
“Yes Sis, thanks. Sis Moi is a good person. But does Sis Moi’s stomach have trouble?”
My stomach? From yesterday I was nausea. Every time I wanted to eat, I remembered Gardo’s blood that extends on the floor, and my stomach was nauseous. I wasn’t able to swallow food.
“Hahaha… the color spectrum of my stomach is look, isn’t it?” I tried to keep looking cheerful.
Ron nodded
“Sis Moi is okay. My stomach can’t be filled by food. Every time it is filled, it will vomit, come out again.”
“It’s called stress, Sis Moi. Ron also saw that Sis Moi’s head was black mist, a sign of many thoughts.”
I was stunned, sometimes this boy talked more than adult.
“Yes, Ronmy little brother. Thank you and See you later, ok.” I stroked his hair and asked for leave from his room.
***
That night I was really busy, arranging the files, in my room. From the work order given by Mrs. Rose, I saw every person who I tested was different in the form of test.
Hmmm… apparently the team of psychologists behind Mrs. Rose was very experienced in handling cases of disorders and abnormal psychology.
I prepared the file, the file scanner and entered the data into my flash disk, I summarized a brief report about Jeff, Henry and Ronaldo to be conveyed everything to Mrs. Rose, let Mrs. Rose told the team of psychologists who were reputedly to be in the capital.
I re-opened the file about Jeff, Henry and Ron, and read all the things related to them in their past.
“Oh my God, actually they are incredible, but unfortunately many are misdirected.” I said to myself.
“Moira, have you slept?” Asked a voice in my mind.
“Henry.” I was shocked, almost jumping because I was alone when the voice infiltrated in my mind.
“That’s right, it’s me.” Henry said in my head.
“Have you not fallen asleep yet?” I asked.
“Shhh … you don’t need to produce a voice. Are you sure there isn’t any tapper in your room? Who knows, someone might be overhearing. You just focus on what you want to talk about, put it in your mind on me, and I can catch the frequency of your mind, Moi. No need to produce a voice. We can keep secrecy. Try it.”
“Test… test.” I tried to focus those words in my mind, and then I imagined Henry’s face along with the words in my mind.
“Very nice. That’s the way to do it, Moi. I can hear you.”
“Yes, I haven’t slept. Not yet sleepy.”
“If tapper, I’m not sure, because I didn’t see the wires here, even the CCTV cameras were not. Which I known from Mrs. Rose that CCTV in Chimera doesn’t have a sound. Yesterday I met Jeff in the guard mess room that the whole of CCTV were seen and didn’t have a sound, so it only monitored visually.”
“Oh, thankfully, that means its safe.” said Henry.
“About Ronald, Hen.” I said in my mind again then hurled to Henry.
“Yup?”
“He can see the soul of Degardo hovering behind the stadium.”
“Poor Degardo,poor little Ron too. Luckily I don’t have indigo gifted, so I’m safe here. Damn, why am I here because of the wrong deal with Mr. McPherson? And I was placed in this scary back cell, hahaha…”
I smiled,
“You’re dealing with the wrong person, Mr. McPherson, a powerful tycoon. I hope you get released quickly. Basically you aren’t frightening, Hen.”
“Then?”
“People are afraid of your abilities. You know that you are strong in manipulating the minds of others quickly.”
“Strongly and quickly? Hahaha who is said? I must focus on doing it. My energy can be sucked out. Besides getting hungry fast, sometimes my head hurts like being stabbed by thousands of needles for trying too hard to catch a mind frequency of someone. I once slept a full day because of exhaustion, Moi.”
“If… if in my head… what can you find there?” I asked nosy and curious. Even I didn’t know what I was thinking right now, hahaha…
“In your head? Wait a minute… I’m there. You’re focusing on hearing my voice.”
“Moi, be my best friend. Will you?”
“Best friend?”
“But I mean, it’s really best friend, Moi. A friend who trusts and supports one another. Honestly Moi, I’m not sure I can get out of here safely. Fuck Mr. McPherson, who might still be chasing me if I’m smelt appearing in society. The important thing is I can escape this damned prison.”
“When I see you, somehow I find a life expectancy. Be my best friend, and let us together try to get out of this hell.”
I’m speechless. Get out of this place? Although I was hesitant between my friendship with Mrs. Rose and tights guard here, on the other hand the treatment and threat of Lord Jonah, and the deadly duel made me also want to run away.
“How do you do it, Hen? How can we all get out of this prison?” I tried to explore that possibility. I heard no more voice in my mind. Apparently Henry was silent for a few moments.
“Henry? Henry?”
The man did not answer the call through my mind. Had he fallen asleep? Or did he get a visit to his cell, this late?
And, the man’s voice suddenly entered my mind again.
“No, Moi. I have not slept. Seen from the back window of my cell, there is a small speedboat on the beach. It can be filled maximum of only a few adults. Think of the best way to get out of here, Moi.”