In the last chapter, Troy and Melo walked into Refugee Camp no. 7 and went to get food. Proceeding further,
Melo: (in a huffed voice) What do you mean by that? This is Refugee Camp no. 7.
Troy: No.... that's not what I meant.... I mean literally... where am I? I am seeing a walking octopus here... a humanoid cat, and that's indescribable.
Melo: I just told you, we are at Refugee Camp no. 7, one of the 5 remaining markets in the Igolla system. People come here to buy things...
Troy: Igolla system.... now this is new....
(Melo observed that people were observing Troy.)
Melo: (Cutting in Troy) shhh... quiet now... people are watching us...
(Just as Melo was distracted, he and Troy walked straight into the crowd. The crowd grew violent, and Melo lost sight of Troy. Melo tried to grab Troy's hand and get out of the crowd. Both managed to get out but are not together. Melo tried to talk to Troy, but he didn't respond. Melo turned back to see that Troy was not responding; he saw that the hand he was holding was not Troy's but someone else's.)
Melo: You?!!
(Move to Troy, Troy was too grasped out of the crowd, but not by Melo, but by someone else.)
Troy: (breathes heavily) Thank you, Melo, if you didn't grab me out of the crowd, I would have lost my breath (sees someone else is holding his wrist, and another one is standing beside him.) Ummm, excuse me, you are no Melo...
Mestic: yeah.... You, Yumun child.... how dare you show your face here? And who are you calling, walking octopus? His name is Kretors.
Kretors: yeah... I am Kretors, and he is Mestic... whom you were calling a humanoid cat....
Troy: Kretors... and Mestic... your name is weird just like you... Well, I'll be off, need to find someone....
(Kretors grabbed Troy by his collar with the tentacles.)
Kretors: Oh boy... first, you spoke badly about our appearance and now our names... You got any last wish...?
Troy: yeah... one...
Mestic: speak... because you will never speak again...
Troy: Answer my question....
(Kretors and Mestic both looked at each other in confusion)
Mestic: And what is that?
Troy: First, I got captured by alien... then was chased by a dinosaur... then woke up in a place on fire... got shrunk.... again, returned to my original state... then met someone who out of nowhere said I am in space... then met a robotic doppelganger of Arfa.... then crashed here.... left someone behind and now got stuck here, like some kind of black market. Really... this day doesn't seem to end... but wait... where are everyone...?
(Kretors and Mestic both look at each other again, confused)
Mestic: now no more wish, ready to close your eyes.
Troy: (musing) Melo... just this once, I am using my powers.
???: on your back
(Just when Mestic was going to punch Troy, someone showed up. Kretors and Mestic turned back to see who that person was, but there was no one to see, and Troy also ran away.)
Kretors: Mestic, you should have kept an eye on this brat.
Mestic: Kretors, you were holding that brat with your tentacles. The first one who should know of his disappearance is you.
Troy: (thinking) Thank God. If both of them hadn't lost focus on me, I would have no choice but to use my power. But who came here suddenly, to help me?
(Troy was so lost in pondering that he stumbled over a shopkeeper in Refugee Camp no. 7 and fell. The shopkeeper, Ginx, was putting up a showpiece outside his shop when Troy crashed into him, sending him tumbling.)
Troy: (hurt) ouch... now this was remaining... umm, mister, you must see where you are standing.
(Ginx didn't understand what Troy was saying)
Ginx: (speaks Neihha)
Troy: I am sorry... what?
Ginx: (gets angry and starts abusing in Neihha)
Troy: Hey, go easy on this Madkeh guy.
Ginx: (gets furious and brings out a metal rod)
Troy: Uhm-oh. Guess, better flee than get hurt,
(Backing in, Troy realises that he's been surrounded by various shopkeepers)
Troy: (thinking) Crowd gathered now. Even if I used my power to run, I'd still draw attention. What should I do…?
(As Ginx was about to hit Troy, someone stopped Ginx.)
Troy: Here we go again... someone new is here...
Ginx: (speaks Neihha)
Kaelor: (replies in Neihha)
Troy: I should never have let go of Melo....
Kaelor: Hey, kid, you want to get saved?
Troy: Kid? Dude, we are practically the same age... and yeah, I want to save...
Kaelor: What was your name again?
Troy: Troy Carter...
Kaelor: (in his mind) bingo...
(Kaelor goes in the middle of the ruckus)
Kaelor: (speaks Neihha )chill Ginx bro... chill. By his clothes, he seems to be from the higher-ups. If any Prison Guard found out that we beat him up, we would end up in a pretty mess. So, please let him come with me.
(All the strangers shout at Kaelor as he is supporting Troy)
Kaelor: (speaks Neihha ) Oh... you want to charge him what the loss you faced because of him... ok then. I'll repay you all by giving you food made by me... Is that agreeable to everyone?
(The anger of the crowd calmed down, but their face showed an expression of not agreeing.)
Troy: Well, thanks, mister, for your help... now I'll be going.
Kaelor: now.... you.... You must have realised you owe me one. Right?
Troy: You look near my age, so, please, let me go... I have to find someone.
(Troy was walking away, but the call of Kaelor forced him to listen)
Kaelor: What if I told you that I know where this person is for whom you are wandering...
Troy: (turning back) Don't tell me... this was the whole test to see my patience with using power...
Kaelor: It could be, it couldn't. There's only one way to find out, follow me and I'll take you where this person you are looking for is....
(Kaelor takes Troy to his shop, and Troy follows him.)
Kaelor: (indicating) there, there is my shop, now hurry up. It's going to be that time.
Troy: What time?
(A loud siren starts wailing all over the Refugee Camp no. 7. The shopkeepers rushed back to their place. Kaelor orders Troy to reach the shop before the siren wails off. Troy takes Kaelor and enters the shop. Kaelor shuts the shop, and the streets of Refugee Camp no. 7 become hushed.)
-- to be continued--