“Derek, Derek, Derek,” I was calling his name over and over, but he didn’t listen. He kept on smiling at mom when she used to tickle him, but as people came rushing in, taking the baby Derek from her arms, I could no longer feel anything but the ache in my heart at the sight of mom crying about her baby not being held. My brother kept on whining, in a desperate need for mom. I couldn’t do anything; I was weak and helpless, and it was my own vision now. My heart churned for Derek as they took him to the organization, leaving mom in agonizing pain.
“Hello?” Daniel waved his hands in front of me as I got caught in my own daydream. It was a very cold evening, and it had been hours and we still hadn’t found Mikala. I was scared that they would turn her into one of these purple creatures, the r
