Board Thread:Short Stories/@comment-26108027-20151008211024

Timber looks around. "When will he understand?" She thinks. She looks at her hand, then at Robin, who is standing at the edge of the cage.

"You understand?" Robin says. Timber nods. Fairy Tales, suspended animation, blah blah blah. The only way out is an emotional shock. Robin looks at Timber sadly.

"I'm sorry. I really am." She shakes her head slowly. Timber reaches through the bars of the cage and grabs Robin's hand. Robin looks at her.

"I'll do it. I'll stop her once and for all." Robin says quietly. Timber smiles, nods, and releases Robin's hand.

'You cannot choose to lose control.' Robin thinks about these words as she crosses the telepathic bridge connecting her and Timber's minds. Maybe she was right. "No." Robin says. She walks into her memories and starts searching.

"I hope to God those three don't find the bridge..." Robin mumbles as she looks at a memory of herself and five other girls.

TO BE CONTINUED... 