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asked. “Centri … what … ?”

Dillon thought Jordan was messing with him at first, but when he mentioned the weird creatures they battled, and the monster who used to be “the gate keeper” Troy, and how Jordan had super-human power to help defeat the creatures, his brother scoffed at him.

“You and your imagination,” he said as he rolled back over and pulled the pillow over his head.

Dillon sat back, not quite understanding what was going on. Then he remembered that after they got out of the the main lab, they went to another smaller room with more lab equipment where John was able to use some sort of chemical compound to break down the neurogenic implant in himself and Gwen so that they wouldn’t be subject to being controled anymore. After he was done, he also said that he needed to inject Gwen and Jordan with another mixture which was supposed to help them both overcome any of the possible side effects of having the invasive materials inside of them, and to help Jordan recover easier when the Centrigenix wore off.

Dillon wondered if any of those injections could be the cause of the apparent memory loss. He needed to find out. He needed to see Gwen right away.

“Boy, what is it with these kids today?” Dillon heard his Dad say to himself as he saw him coming out of the girl’s room.

“Everything okay Dad?” he asked as he approached the room.

“Oh, it’s okay. Just dealing with kids that don’t want to get up, even though it’s already ten.”

“Let me see if I can help,” Dillon said as he moved passed Dad and pushed the door open. “Time to rise and shine!” he yelled as he came into their room and jumped on the nearest bed. Claire groaned. Gwen didn’t look much better when he promptly jumped over and began to shake her.

After about five minutes of shaking and yelling he realized that it wasn’t going to work. He left the room and went to find Dad.

“Hey Dad,” he called out as he entered his parent’s room. “Jordan and Gwen don’t look well. Maybe they came down with a bug or something? I think we’ll have to postpone our day trip.”

“Oh … okay,” Dad replied, looking a little dejected. “I guess we’ll just have to find something else to do until they get better.”

That’s one of the things that Dillon really liked about his Dad, he always tried to look for the silver lining in his experiences.

“I’ll go and check on them and see if they need anything,” said Mom as she moved passed Dillon and into the hall.

Dillon offered his Dad a little smile before exiting.

Jordan ended up staying in bed that entire day. When Gwen finally got up at the crack of 3:00, Dillon managed to have some conversations with her and probed her about the night before without saying anything too definite about what happened. He asked questions such as: “How was your night? What did you do? What time did you get to bed at? Who were you with?” The answers she gave definitely told him that she too was experiencing memory loss. The troubling question he had was: “Why did Derek and John leave his memories intact?”

He still had a ton of unanswered questions he wanted to ask Derek, but in truth, he didn’t even know if he would see him again. The whole thing was a whirlwind; almost dreamlike. The only troubling fact was that he knew it wasn’t a dream. Dillon had definitely been in danger multiple times throughout his time here; or at least that’s what he thought. He started to doubt the experiences of the last few days. Was he really in danger? he thought to himself. Then he noticed the lines of cuts on his hand where the spider had gotten him. No. He knew that it was real. He knew he had experienced real fear, and he definitely was responsible for the death of Troy. The problem was that he couldn’t tell anyone about it.

He spent most of that night by himself, laying by the pool and contemplating his recent experiences. He laughed at Dad’s jokes and enjoyed seeing his sister have fun in the pool. Most of it was an act as he really didn’t feel like laughing. He really enjoyed watching his little sister have fun given the fact that she could have been seriously hurt or killed the night before, and she didn’t even seem to remember it. Perhaps it was for the best. He almost wished that his memories would be taken from him; that he could have the images he saw scrubbed from his mind.

It was during this contemplative time that he knew what he had to do when he got home: he had to confide in Sarah. He knew that she would believe him. She was his best friend; the only friend he could count on one hundred percent.

“You okay Dillon?” came Mom’s soft voice. “You look depressed or something.”

“Ya … of course I’m good. Just a little tired. That’s all.”

“Okay honey. Just so you know, I’m here for you if you want to talk,” she ended as she got up and strolled over to the edge of the pool.

Sure! Dillon thought. Hey mom. I just want to let you know that this place was created by a chemical serum called Genesis which was stolen by some madmen. I fought a bunch of creatures which were created by a by-product of the serum called Necrotoxin; Jordan juiced himself up with Centrigenix and was awesome at fighting battles in an underground secret lab where him, Gwen, and I were almost killed! Oh yeah … I guess I forgot to mention that your youngest daughter had a mind control chip implanted in her which made her turn against Jordan and I! Oh and … by the way … both of them have had their memories erased which means you need to take my word for it. And don’t forget the fact that this whole family vacation was setup in order for a secretive group called Orion to get me here because I, apparently, have some sort of special ability to uncover clues or something like that. Ya … I’m sure she would listen!

Dillon chuckled to himself.

What a ride! he thought to himself. What a ride indeed!

The final week of the Hunt family vacation was uneventful which was quite alright with Dillon. Things seemed to be back to normal: Jordan was back to his irritating self, Gwen was as playful as ever, and Claire was … well … Claire. They were able to go on their hike, enjoy the springs, and see the rest of the sights.

Dillon conspicuously noted the absence of the bike shop lady, Tara. He was sure that Orion was dealing with all those shady figures who were behind the whole Oasis thing. That brought some disturbing thoughts to him regarding the future of the resort. He wondered if the place was going to get shut down and what was going to become of all those who lived here? From what he gathered, most of the residents were completely innocent.

It was actually a weird feeling to be finally enjoying himself. It took a couple of days but he stopped looking over his shoulder or jumping at every sound while they were hiking through the forest. The best part about it was that Dillon didn’t have anymore strange dreams. That was a total relief to him!

He really wished that he had an opportunity to talk to Derek, or someone, about his dreams, but he felt so strange about them that he was afraid to even mention them. He couldn’t figure out how they could have been so real in picturing events that eventually formed into some sort of reality—not exactly as he pictured them but in rough form. He definitely had a hard time thinking that anyone would believe him, and he didn’t want to be labeled as a crackpot. The only people who might even entertain the fact that they were real were probably Derek and Sarah, and he never had a chance to speak with Derek about it.

He reasoned at that moment that if he had the courage to, he would talk to Sarah about it. He knew she would understand.

Dillon threw his clothes into his suit case haphazardly. He tried to separate the dirty ones from the clean ones, but he wasn’t really concerned about it; he knew Mom would take care of that when they got home. He tossed a pair of pants into the suitcase and heard something hard fall onto the ground. He looked down and noticed JTS’s watch. He reached down and scooped it up. He knew he had given all of John’s stuff back, including the watch.

“How did

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