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Rhys
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Dec 18, 2014 12:30PM
"Anyways, I've never met someone like me before. You're fascinating. This experience is so thrilling!!!" she screeches excitedly.
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Eric was getting a bit flustered. It has been a while since he had had real interaction with anybody, let alone a perky person.
(@ Hallie- did you just use the word shall?)
Kylenne smiled, "You know Eric, you don't have to push everyone away. There are others, others like us," she leaned closer as if sharing a secret, "and they want to meet you Eric. They really do." Without him noticing she slipped a card into his palm, and walked away.
He sat there, stunned. He stared long after she had left his sight. Eventually, he got up and walked home in a daze. He sat down on his bed and put his head in his hands, accidentally stabbing himself with the sharp triangular card. Startled, he pulled his hand away and studied the midnight blue card.
In white-colored font it read:T.O (Telepathic Organization)
Address: 823 Mindly Rd.
Phone: 218-435-679
He stared at the card wondering why she would give him a card like this. He hasn't even known what this meant.
(Hey! You didn't want to do the card so I did! But, it rhymes with Mindy, it's not actually pronounced mind-ly. Haha!)
Besides this 'organization' was probably just code for 'experimentation' he shouldn't take it seriously, but for some odd reason he pocketed it anyway. Just in case, he thought.
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"Eric? Are you in there?" A gruff, unfamiliar voice called.
Regaining his composure, he went to the door and opened it. Two men in trench-coats and hats shoved the door open, the taller man fired his gun.
As Eric fell in a pool of blood, he heard the men arguing. "Now how's the doctor meant to work with him? She wanted him alive!" Then all went black.
Just then a knock at the door startled him. He leapt up from his bed, only just realising that he had been asleep.
"Eric? Are you in there?" A gruff, unfamiliar voice called.
Regaining his composure, he walked slowly to the door, then it hit him... He had been through this already! Was it a dream? He didn't want to find out. Grabbing his jacket and the card off the bed, Eric fled down the fire escape, just as he heard his door being forced open.
He rushed down the stairs and burst out into an alley. Scared, he ran as far away as he could until he collapsed in exhaustion.
What was happening? His chest heaved and he felt like he was about to puke. He self-consciously felt his pocket for his phone, but he couldn't find it. Of course, he was still in his pajamas.'Of all days it had to be this one,' He thought miserably.
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He picked up his jacket and threw it over him. His pyjamas caught his attention again.
"I had just returned home after meeting Kylenne... She handed me a card... I'd fallen asleep in my clothes... I woke to a knock on the door and was shot... only to wake again to a knock on the door... then I ran until I collapsed, only to wake in my pyjamas - this can't be real! I hadn't changed my clothes since..."
Just then a figure approached him. He turned to run but another figure was walking towards him from the other end of the alley.
"Eric?" A familiar voice called.
"Kylenne?" Eric answered.
"Eric?" The same voice called from the other end of the alley.
Eric turned to face the second figure, "Kylenne?"
Suddenly both figures vanished - "FIND ME!" Both voices echoed.
Eric awoke in the alley. He checked his clothes - they weren't his pyjamas. He ran his hands through his pockets - in one hand he produced the card Kylenne had given him, in the other he had his phone.
(So, just to clarify, he's telepathic, telekinetic, and a foreseer?)Where was he? How far away from his apartment? Would it be safe to return? Was Kylenne safe? Was the image of two Kylennes a dream or another premonition?
He had to figure things out. He needed to find somewhere safe to hide out. Until he cleared his head. Until he knew what to do next. Until the world around him, the world he had so carefully concealed himself from, didn't seem to be falling apart.
She took pity on him and her face softened; she laid a gentle hand on the bony shoulder.
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Where was he? How far away from his apartment? Would it be safe to return? Was Kylenne safe? Was the image of two Kylennes a dr..."
He grunted in frustration. "Where had figuring out things for myself got me in the past?" He thought aloud, "Right here. In an alleyway being chased by... I don't even know who! How can I figure out anything when I don't even trust what I see anymore?"
He raised the card again and found his thumb dialling the number into his phone.
With the dial tone shattering the silence of the night, he listened and waited. Suddenly, a loud ear splitting wail broke through the quiet. Eric jumped and pocketed the still ringing phone, and although he was terrified, he started running towards the painful sound.
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"I no gotta ze chocolate donut for you!" A donut cart vendor stated forcefully.
A boy, no more than five-years-old, was wailing at the top of his lungs, while his mother and father tried to console him.
Eric took a deep breath and conceded that he may just be a little too jumpy about everything that was going on.
And it seemed he was. Everything around him was fine. People traveled about with shopping bags, some man was on the phone, a lady moved her child along. Cars moved along the street, pedestrians traveled on the sidewalk. He took a deep breath and pinched himself. Nope, everything was normal, but yet it wasn't. He didn't recognize where he was at all.
Down about two hundred feet from him was a little magazine and paper stand. He dug a dollar bill out of his pocket and picked up a paper. The date read March 3rd 2033. The vendor was looking at him like he was insane and holding out the dollar bill.
Eric looked at the paper again - March 3rd, 2033... it was Thursday.The vendor glared at him, "You buyin' the paper mate? 'Cos a dollar just aint gonna cut it."
Eric looked at him. "How much?"
But the answer never came. BOOM! The world around him trembled and a huge ball of fire made its way through the city destroying everything in its path.
"You can't be sleeping here, sir." Eric awoke to two policemen standing over him. They helped him to his feet. "Can we please see some identification, sir?"
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"Excuse me, sir?"
"I... there's something not right... with me..."
"Have you been drinking?" The second officer asked, "Any drugs?"
Eric shook his head. "No..." He pulled out his mobile phone and a certain card. "This woman... Kylenne... gave me this card and..."
The policemen nodded at each other. "It's him." Grabbing him by either arm, the two officers began to drag him to their awaiting vehicle. "Sir, you need to come with us."
The policemen dragged Eric across to an unmarked van. The side door slid open and the officers shoved him inside."Hey! Where are we going?" Eric shouted, "You're not..." Someone in the van made his world turn dark.
A large jolt ran up his head as Eric woke up groggy and disoriented. He squinted in the dark, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. The van went over a bump sending another sharp pain in his brain, he rubbed it, and then closed himself off mentally. However, when he tried to read the surrounding minds everything went blank.
He opened his eyes once more and tried to come to terms with his predicament. He was facing the back of the front seats of the van."This isn't real." He said to himself, "I'm just seeing things again." He rolled onto his back. "This is not real! This is not real!" He began shouting.
"Somebody shut him up!" An angry voice yelled from the driver's seat.
Eric felt a sharp blow to his stomach and saw a large, Asian man hovering above him. "You shut your mouth and enjoy the drive." The large man growled.
Eric rubbed his pained stomach. "This is real." He thought.
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"Get the doctor. She wanted to see him as soon as he was brought in." The driver ordered one of the guards that was stationed at the gate of the facility.
"Where are we?" Eric questioned as he looked about at the factory-like building sprawled out in front of him.
"No talking!" The large, Asian man commanded, as he shoved him forward. "You walk and be quiet."
The driver led them across an empty yard towards a door guarded by two gunmen. They allowed them through the door and the driver signalled for Eric to stop. Just to make sure he did stop, the large man grabbed Eric's shoulder and held him in place.
"Eric, nice to see you again!" A woman walked through a door at the far end of the corridor.
"Kylenne?"
"Yes, it's me again, Eric." She said with a smile. "I knew who you were before I met you. That's why I gave you the card."Eric shrugged the large thug away before stepping towards Kylenne. "Was all of this really necessary? I mean, if they had of told me that you were looking for me, I would have come."
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"You keep calling this a return... But... but, I've never been here before... at least I don't think I have..." Eric racked his brain trying to remember, but nothing was familiar.
"Maybe this will jog your memory..." Kylenne announced, as she opened the blue door and the thugs pushed Eric inside.
