Chapter 2
My room was pitch black, its most common state. I usually just rolled out of bed and went to breakfast, not always bothering to change or shower every day. Often, after training with Airmed, I simply stumbled back into the room and went back to sleep. Sometimes, I would lay in the darkness, plotting my escape or worrying about David.
Airmed said that I was depressed but I knew the truth: I simply had no desire to try and impress Airmed with my fashion sense. I wasn't about to make her feel better about being party to my jail sentence. She didn't deserve it.
I knew my lack of effort bugged her. Her nightly beauty routines were legend. When she’d first heard that I’d be studying with Airmed, my mother had dared me to uncover the Ancient’s secrets. I had accepted the challenge, b
