Gigi Dreams

Lenny's eyes reluctantly fluttered open to an all-black room bearing plush red - levitating - furnature. Immedeately remembering where he was, he squeezed his eyes shut, held back anxoius tears, and tried extremly hard to control his breathing. That's when he heard two voices conversing quietly.

"Garkly did well, considering he was our first experiment," the first person said. It sounded like a woman, and Lenny could sense a tinge of fear in her voice.

"Yes, but that is besides the point. We finally have the ring in our reach, and so now all we have to do is find that girl." A gruff, evil voice growled, sending a shudder through Lenny's body.

'Is he talking about Gigi? Well, he must be. But I thought she didn't escape from that austrialian guy!' Lenny thought.

He heard the lady take two steps back, probably in fear. "And then what? After we have the ring?" she asked with an unsteady tone.

"We kill them all, of course. We have no choice, not that I care, though."

The woman took in a sharp breath and stuttered, "B-but Zeke--"

"Do not speak of my name!" Zeke roared. "I sense a listening presence in this room. The boy is awake."

Lenny twitched as a fearful tear escaped from his eye and meandered down his pale cheek. 'I must be brave,' he said to himself, 'I have to be brave.'

"Natanda, take him to the B.L. room for questioning. He probably knows where that other girl went. And if he doesn't...well, you know what you have to do."

Lenny tensed his sore muscles to resist trying to run away as Natanda strode toward where he was bound in the corner of the room. She clapped once, and the uncomfortable thing that was keeping him attached to the chair immediately seemed to disintegrate into mid-air. "Come on now," the woman said in a calm Australian accent, "Open your eyes." Lenny then felt his shaking body moving forward, yet he hadn't even gotten out of the chair. He opened his fearful hazel eyes to a petite, slender woman wearing a black-and-red dress that reached her knees. A slick black bob framed her pale, slender face and she wore bright, poppy red lipstick that cast a faint glow on her whole outfit. He stared dreamily at her for what seemed like a long time. Suddenly as his chair came to a stop, he snapped out of his trance and sucked in all of the new details of the new room they had just arrived in. Instead of it being dark, the room's round and elephantine walls were a bright, glowing, white that almost blinded Lenny. Once he got used to the light, he found himself sitting in the exact center of the room, at a round black desk. Natanda was staring at him with a melancholy expression. In a smooth, practiced voice, she soothed, "Now Lenny, I need you to tell me where that girl you were with went, and where you found The Ring." Staring into her endless black eyes once again, he spilled everything he knew, as if he were under a spell.