TF Chapter 27 What We Did Wrong

When trying something new, there are always results, good or bad. The consequences of us charting out our own path had led to this painful predicament. The pain alone failed to let me sink into the world of dreams, ensuring that I was always awake.

A pebble hit my calf while my eyes were focused on the ground, creating a dull thud and minor sensation of pain, one of the perks of having the nano suit as a defensive measure.

I raised my eyes with difficulty, fighting through the pain, towards the culprit, Danny. As I gazed at him, letting my scowling expression do all the talking, he spoke with a small awkward and apologetic smile.

"How are you feeling?"

This was a question that didn't need an answer as I was sure my grimacing expression was all I needed, so I didn't anwer.

But, if this guy was in the mood for throwing pebbles, it appeared that his condition was much less worse compared to mine, which caused curiosity to bloom within me.

My gaze travelled to Bora, only to see that her head was being craddled between her knees, her face buried within such that only her mass of hair was visible. My instincts told me that she was very much awake, battling her own pain demons.

"I wonder...sometimes...how many secrets...you do have?" I paused in between the words to wince at the hammering within my head.

"Would you really want to know, Senior Nat?"

A grin painted his face, but for some reason, I felt a chill, as if opening the Pandora's box that was Danny, would lead to some deadly consequences. I shivered at the thought that I might enlarge the baggage that was my problems, so I shifted my gaze away, sighing at my weakness and fear. But, I couldn't go through with it. The Ross family was likely to exact revenge, not to mention the fact that I was still waiting to hear from the council about their stance on the matter. Their decision would prove whether I was more valuable than the wrath of a powerful forger.

I did the same thing as Bora, burying my head within my knees as I fought to keep myself from groaning, ultimately breaking out into a scream.

"Bora, are you getting any better?"

Really!? He just had to ask that question? Does he have a death wish or something?

"Danny...could it be that you are tired of life in this world?" Bora drawled, her voice sounding as if it had come from the deepest reaches of hell, even eliciting a shiver from me.

Though, that did the trick, causing a blanket of silence to once again envelop the place.

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"Tell me, what did we do wrong, or not do right?" Danny asked as we sat facing a central point. We had decided to start analysing our previous attempt, to pick out any flaws and blunders we might have committed. It had taken a few hours, but by now, we had recovered enough to hold conversation.

"I think we might have overshot our needs." Bora spoke.

Her statement was right. Even within the vision, that alien being's air tube hadn't been as massive as ours.

It was embarrassing how I hadn't even paid attention to the details. If our bodies hadn't protested the strain, wouldn't we have died? And the fault would have been entirely mine. I should have been explicit in what I had glimpsed. Though, I couldn't rule out the fact that we might have been too overexcited.

"We were too excited. This should serve as lesson. Every little thing about the forgers should be analysed in detail before we act." Bora spoke with gravitas. I nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Senior Nat, don't blame yourself. Even if you had elaborated upon what you were shown in the vision, our excitement would have gotten in the way."

I raised an eyebrow in surprise, my eyes glaring into his blue ones. Wasn't this guy a bit too perceptive? How could he have gauged my thought process?

"Danny is right." Bora also spoke out in my defense.

"Okay, I won't blame myself. We can start with the analysis." With a sigh, I expelled the gloomy feelings from myself, priming my brain for what was to come.

"The first order of business is the fact that our tube was too wide, long and its inner diameter too wide...basically, quoting Bora's words, we overshot our needs..." I started, my voice lacking the quiver I was expecting. It looks like I had gotten used to speaking with these two.

"Yes, we need something thin, like a straw." Danny chimed in.

"No, something even thinner, something with the dimensions of a needle or a strand of hair. Don't look at me like that! With our spiritual sense that even surpasses even electron microscopes, we can pull it off." Bora interjected, though her words caused me and Danny to give her quizzical looks.

True, our spiritual senses were that powerful, but having to rely on them instead of our visual senses was going to take some time to get used to. Our spiritual powers, though innately familiar to us...were still new, and our perspectives hadn't gotten to the point of seamlessly adding them into our thought processes.

It was like being given a second heart, but since you weren't born with it, you would fail to acknowledge its uses or even fail to think of what it would boost about you. The process had to be gradual, but Bora seemed to have already integrated her spiritual powers into the equation.

I should take a page out her book. My thought process was still too mundane...something had to change!

"I agree with you on that one, besides, it will allow us to collect a smaller sample size than the one from before. Our spirits still strain to pick up a few million atoms. If we had used that thing, it would have burdened us." I supported her.

"So, when are we going to try this?" Danny asked with a bit of anticipation leaking through his voice.

"Not all of us are freaky like you. We will only try it after recovery!" Bora's voice had a hint of anger. It must have been frustration from the fact that she was going to have to wait for some time.

Couldn't whatever had hijacked my body improved upon it? Even now, I still failed to fall into the 'memories of the past'...what I had started to term the visions...alone. My spirit was intrinsically still at the same level as Bora's, apart from the anomaly that was Danny. It looked like that had been a one-off situation. Maybe I should try to once again place my life in danger...like have Bora inflict something fatal?

Now, that was a shivering thought! I shuddered before standing up and walking over to the gleaming silvery sword. I had forgotten about it for a moment.