headache that followed was not pleasant one bit.” Jessie was going to be so pissed when she came to and her head was pounding again.
He seemed a little reluctant at first, but then sighed and answered. “Jepa.”
Looking to Hunk B, she waited but got nothing. It seemed that those two words before were all he was capable.
When Hannah froze beside her, a gasp escaping her like she had been taken by surprise, Katie pulled her attention away from the silent one of the pair and focused on her friend.
“Hannah, are you OK?”
Nodding, her mouth working but no words forthcoming, Hannah seemed unable to pull her gaze away from Hunk B.
The rest of the journey to the mysterious deck seven was done in silence, Jepa and Hunk B seeming to almost have a soundless argument the whole way. Jepa looked pissed for some reason and kept glaring daggers at his twin. When he wasn't focused on his brother, his gaze moved to Hannah, a frown on his face.
Was something going on that she did not know?
When they exited the strange lift type thing that didn’t seem to move anywhere – Jepa had called it a transporter – Katie entered a long, wide room set out like a huge lounge, but with odd machines running along one section of the wall. On one side of the room, there were dozens of doors. Actual normal doors, not the weird disappearing type that she had seen everywhere else on the ship. And opposite them next to the weird machines was a large viewing window showing nothing but rock.
Where were they?
Stepping further into the room, Katie took in the very human feeling space. It looked deserted, no other being in sight, but she could hear voices somewhere in the distance.
“Joel?” Jepa shouted from behind her causing her to jump. His voice echoed loudly through the open space.
“Who’s Joel?” she asked just as a door opened and a head popped round the corner of it.
“Oh hey,” the guy said, stepping into the room and smiling at them in welcome. When his eyes landed on Hannah his smile brightened – it seemed someone liked what they saw – then dimmed briefly for a moment when they alighted on Jessie’s unconscious body over Hunk B’s shoulder.
“What can I do for you?”
“We have three more residents for deck seven. They need rooms next to each other and showing how to work the consoles.”
Consoles? Was he talking about the strange machines?
“And clothes,” Hunk B growled, purposefully stepping in front of Hannah and blocking Joel’s view of her.
Interesting. Two more words to add to his vocabulary.
“Sure, sure,” Joel said with a smile. “Follow me.”
After they had been shown to their rooms – a still unconscious Jessie deposited in hers – Jepa and Hunk B left, if somewhat reluctantly, and Katie and Hannah were left with Joel as their tour guide. He showed them everything, from the state of the art entertainment centre with every movie and TV show known to man to the machines where they could get food. Not that Katie would want to eat anything it could give her.
“Isn’t there anything, you know, normal it can make?” she asked after he listed off a number of things he could recommend.
Shaking his head, he replied, “I’m afraid not.”
“Well is there a kitchen anywhere around here. Maybe we could just fix ourselves food.”
“Again, I’m afraid not. Not up here at least. But seriously, after a while, you will get used to it.”
But Katie didn’t want to get used to it, she wanted to go home... back to her small empty, lonely flat.
How had she ended up here? Just two weeks ago she’d thought she had everything worked out. A place to call her own (even if she did rent it). A job that paid good money (even if it did kill something deep inside her). And a boyfriend that loved her (as well as the slut he was secretly shacking up with and give all her hard saved money to).
Maybe Alice was right. What did they have keeping them here? Their lives truly and utterly sucked.
“The food