Interlude – Locked Away p.1

The day started the way all her days started. She woke up to a brightly lit room, unsure whether the lights had woken her or whether she’d woken on her own. She rolled her little joints about, listening to them pop as she stretched and then pulled herself out of bed. As Amaya began her routine in the bathroom, she noticed with a dim satisfaction that she wasn’t still tired today. It was always nice to wake up feeling… Awake. There was one difference though, her clothing had been left on the ground by her bed. Laundry still wasn’t something she did herself, even though it was covered in the plumbing book. The soap never appeared in her room and she couldn’t reach the dials even if it had. Around dinner time she started feeling strange. Not sick (she couldn’t remember the last time she was sick) but strange. Like there was something watching her, like it was a bit colder maybe, or… She just couldn’t put her finger on it, so she did her best to ignore it. She read her plumbing book again, and some of the other recipes too, she worked on her stories in a brand new notebook (she’d gone through a couple) and she tried not to jump when the fridge’s compressor made noises or she thought she maybe saw something out the corner of her eyes. Well steeled against the games her mind was playing on her, she didn’t notice her levitating shelf until it thumped back onto the ground, bashing against the walls as it did. Amaya jumped from the couch in a split second, whirling around the room until she saw a translucent figure standing by her shower, waving and smiling kindly.
“Hi there! No, oh no… Don’t be scared dear. Oh you’re quivering, poor thing. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. Can’t hurt you, really. Oh my, it is nice and tidy in here. I think I had this wallpaper in my first house too. I suppose this isn’t your first house though, is it?” The first voice she’d heard in years and it was coming from… A lady? A ghost she guessed. The voice started out excited, then distracted and then just sad, but there was something reassuring in her tone, so Amaya approached her tentatively.
“H-” she cleared her throat “H-hi?” Maybe she was going crazy?
“Hello.” A soft smile.
“Are you… real?”
“That’s a wonderful question. I am, but I’m not. I was, once, but now… Well, I’m here, aren’t I?”
Without warning, Amaya reached out to the apparition but her hand slipped right through the woman’s arm. “You’re a ghost.” She couldn’t stop the disappointment the seeped into her tone. A ghost couldn’t get her out of here.
“Well, yes, I suppose I am…” The ghost cast her hollow gaze around the room and frowned, reading the girl’s thoughts on her face “I don’t suppose that helps you much, does it?”
“Nope, not unless you can make me invisible like you.”
The ghost chortled “Can’t you see me, dear? I’m not invisible at all…” her voice dropped ’til it was almost inaudible, the pained tone too low for Amaya to pick up “… to you.”
“I can. I’m Amaya, Amaya Sowl. I was put here by Them and I want to go home.”
“I’m Lily, and I very much wish I could take you home.”
For the next half hour, Lily and Amaya chatted and giggled in the bathroom, both of them relieved to finally be seen and heard. Amaya told Lily her stories, and Lily told Amaya a similar story, of Sims in space. It didn’t matter what they spoke of, they were both thrilled to be exercising their vocal chords – to be communicating and understanding, even if neither could understand why. No one else had seen Lily for the decades she’d been a ghost, why could this poor little girl, locked away from the world? Why this girl, and not her great-grandson?All of a sudden, midway through a joke, Lily froze, her face a mask of pity and regret.
“Dear, I have to go now. I don’t really understand why and I don’t think I’ll be back. It has been an absolute pleasure to meet you and I hope… I hope so much for you. Now, the next few minutes will be very strange for you, you need to trust me on this and don’t worry. You have enough time to worry” she paused, and eyed Amaya carefully “and I think you’ll do a lot of it. You remind me much of myself. What happens next will feel strange, but it’s natural and perfectly safe. You will be OK. I’m sorry you are here Amaya, and I’m sorry I can’t help your. Just remember one thing: The stove is n-”
Without any flash or bang or fanfare, Lily disappeared, leaving half a sentence about stoves hanging in the air. “COME BACK!” Amaya pleaded into the empty room, but even still she knew it would do no good. The funny feeling that must have been Lily had left as quickly as her new friend had. Amaya was alone again. There was no time to feel sad, only time to feel odd, the way Lily had promised. Her limbs and bones felt all woobly and sparkles of colour were beginning to dance in front of her eyes. She could feel her skin and hair and muscles and they were all stretching incredibly quickly, tearing her body around from one side to another as she changed size and shape. And then she was a new Amaya, but still all alone in a cramped box of a room.

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9 Responses to Interlude – Locked Away p.1

  1. HI!!! I probably would’ve read this earlier, but I never got the email. Probably because I changed emails. Anyways, I’m really happy to see a new chapter, even if it is an interlude. It took a while for it to click in my head who Lily was. But its nice to see the founder again.

    Poor Amaya. I think that the person who took her is doing tests or something. But they are still bad, and I don’t like them. But she is really pretty… I hope everything works out.

    Can’t wait for more, and don’t worry, I’m still here, and unless I lose my love for sims, which I don’t think that’s going to happen any time soon, I will be here to read your legacy. πŸ™‚

    • Chellekaz says:

      I’m really glad you found your way here anyways πŸ™‚ I’m probably going to have the final part of the interlude up soonish and then I have to play the next chapters. I’m really excited for them and hope I can do the story I have planned justice.

      Thank you for reading, are you writing anything at the moment?

      • Good thing I checked my WordPress reader. Oh, great! I think whatever you do will be excellent. It always is, and I want to see what you do with Lee, and I want to see Jack get saved. So until all the storylines are done, you have me as a faithful reader… πŸ™‚

        Uhh… I don’t know how far you’ve gotten, since I think your last comment on the Lee legacy was chapter three, but I have chapter 4 and a special posted. I also started an Isbi. If you would like to check it out (If you haven’t yet). I am trying to write chapter 5 of my legacy, but since I am finishing my final in-school term at the career institute that I go to, its getting a bit hectic… Plus work, So I usually come home tired and just go to sleep… I haven’t given up though…

      • Chellekaz says:

        I know you have an ISBI, but I’ve lost track of it even though I could SWEAR I was peeking at it briefly the other day. Will you please please please give me the link again?

        I’m the last one to say ‘boo’ about someone taking a bit of time to get a chapter in, I know how life takes over sometimes πŸ™‚

  2. Randi says:

    I’m still catching up on your legacy. I’ve made it to Generation 2, Chapter 4. πŸ˜€ Amazing so far!
    If you are still looking for a banner for your layout. I might be able to help. I don’t think I can do anything amazing but if you are looking for a simple blend of a few pictures (like mine) I can help you out. πŸ˜€

    • Chellekaz says:

      I’m glad you’re enjoying as much as I’m liking yours πŸ™‚ Hope you keep reading.

      I may just take you up on the offer for a banner at a later date, thank you! But I’ve got Gimp on my computer now, and a bunch more experience with Photoshop so I think I should be able to put together something a lot less haphazard. Also, I’m better at taking screenies now too.

  3. boxofpeaches says:

    Finally caught up on all of your posts! I’m really enjoying your story and it so complex! I’m excited for the next part. Whoever is taking them sure is patient to wait until the curfew was lifted before striking again.

    Oh, and this is Peaches, from the Bateman legacy, just in case that wasn’t obvious. This is linked to my wordpress account, not my blogger one. Haha.

  4. Sianystar says:

    This was absolutely brilliant, and so unexpected! Amaya’s narrative is written so well, and I’m so intrigued to see where this is going. I hope she does get out of there soon, but not before we know what’s going on! So mysterious.

    And Amaya is so pretty too!

    • Chellekaz says:

      I hope she gets out soon too… That’s sort of up to me isn’t it? I’m sooo slooooow.

      Amaya is one of my favourite sims I’ve made. She was made specifically for the story but she’s the genetic parent for a bunch of my other sims now.

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