Chapter 6

     I climbed out of the water shivering with the cold. I nearly froze, but that was.... I don't know how to describe it. The underwater cave behind the waterfall... all the fish.... They were like nothing I'd ever seen before. Either they were super-advanced fish, or I'm getting weirder by the minute. Either way, I could communicate with them, like the haunting melody of a half forgotten song echoing through your head. Who said poetry was dead? I could feel a crackling through the water, like electricity. The rushing in my ears. They were... upset. Angry.
     I gathered my clothes up, trying not to get them too wet, and climbed up the rocks, trying to find a place to sit that's out of the direct line of trees, but also so I could see anyone approaching, and lots of sun and sun-warmed rocks, and fairly comfortable. Let me tell you, not easy to come by. I laid my clothes out, then settled down beside them, trying to get comfortable. I rolled onto my side, and curled up, trying to sort through my jumbled thoughts and feelings, to forget where I was in unconsciousness.

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     I stood up with the pounding of the waterfall ringing in my ears, driving out any other thought. That was before I realized I wasn't near the waterfall. Suprisingly, I was fully clothed, but not in those flimsy skirts and t-shirts the real Lily wears. I was wearing my favoured outfit, my black leather jacket and black pants. 
     After I had finished checking to see that I was wearing clothes, I started inspecting my surroundings. I walked past metal crates scatered around, sometimes in a pattern, but mostly not. There were lots of old pipes in the ceiling, and where they were missing, you could more often than not find them on the ground somewhere. I kept walking past crates and pipes for nearly fifteen minutes, and I deduced that I was in a large warehouse or shipping yard. 
     "You know that already..." I heard an unmistakably male voice say, just around the corner, it sounded like.
     I shoved myself into the small space between two crates, flattening myself against one of them, trying to make myself as invisible as possible when I fell right through it. I nearly fell through the floor, too, but just by instinct, I started to levitiate. In the floor. I thought: if I can do this, I bet I can fly, too! Thankfully, I was right. I started back towards the voices, when I suddenly froze, realizing that whoever was talking might be able to see me. By the same instinct that told me to levitate and fly, I turned invisible. Wow. 
     I jumped of the ground to get myself going, then flew up to the ceiling of the warehouse, searching for the people who were talking earlier.