The room
suddenly seems to twist and flow into an ocean of color and transforms into an
office. I vaguely remember this place and it must have shown in my eyes because
she says, “So you do remember.” I look at her questioningly and she explains.
“This was your father’s office, your real father.” “What do you mean ‘real
father’? I know my real father remember? He died with the rest of my family in
the ‘accident’,” I say calmly. In the back of my head though, I can feel the
sadness that has been locked up for so much time starting to become free. I've avoided talking about my family for as long as I could but I have a feeling I
won’t be able to talk myself out of this. I’m also curious. What does she mean
‘real father’? Is she saying that the father I lived with almost my entire life isn't my, and again I quote, ‘real father’? “Yes,” she says quietly. I jump a
little bit even though she had only whispered. “Before you ask I can read your
mind as you would say,” “I- I don’t understand.” “You don’t need to, at least
not now, what I want to tell you about is your family, mainly your dad.” “What
about him? Why is he so important and why are you choosing to tell me now? Why
not earlier? Like before the accident perhaps?” I couldn't help but ask so many questions. I am so confused. “I’m sorry Audra but there was no better time. I need you to pay
attention.” When those last words left her mouth she looks around quickly
scanning the room and says hurriedly, “Your father is one of the main people
who created the Agency but he has been missing for about a week, the same
amount of time we..” she clears her throat before finishing, “ We invited you
to stay. I think I’m the only one who knows though because everything is going
on as planned but I have a feeling that he’s not just out for no reason but is
in danger.” I open my mouth to say something, anything to try to make sense of
what is going on but before I can utter a sound she starts again “Look I know
it’s hard to believe but we can do things that others can’t. We have both been
injected with a, certain liquid, which makes us better than the rest of our
kind.” “What do you mean our kind?” I exclaim “I’m sorry but this conversation
is over and you should know I don’t believe anything you’re saying you can’t
mean to say that we can read minds see into the future all of that fun stuff.
I-I can’t even” My voice starts to dwindle and I realize I’m shouting and have
stood up but I don’t care. I need to leave find Eric and leave. “But you
can’t!” I look over and she stands up also. I stand there with my mouth open
because she yelled. “Can’t what?” I ask in such a small voice I’m surprised she
heard me. “You can’t leave. Eric is getting better but he still needs rest. I’m astounded that you haven’t known
about what you can do at all yet.” she seems to be thinking to herself and
mumbles, “It just doesn't make sense. The liquid was supposed to work by now.” I
start to get irritated and yell, “Well it didn't okay? I need to leave and you
can’t stop me. I’m done.” I need to get some air. I need to find Eric first. And
so it begins, who was that?
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