The Driving Force

The boy asked on impulse, “Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my room? Actually I don’t really care, just get out of here.”

He wanted to get this man out of here so he could continue with his one goal. The man wasn’t too shocked to get this reaction being a stranger who just walked into an open apartment window, but there truly wasn’t much time left so he tired to reason with him. In a clam tone he said,

“We don't have time for this, I have to get you out of here quickly so just follow me, don't worry I have no intention of harming you, I'm just here to help, so let’s just get out of here ok.”

The boy, kept his stance and said, with confusion,

“I’m not going anywhere until I get some answers, I want to know exactly why I'm being forced to evacuate my own room with a strange man.”

The man was just about fed up and was about to give up, yet had one last thing to say,

“Look,“

he walked closer to the boy and look him straight in the eye and assertively said,

“I’m here trying to help you, they’re coming for you, I don't know exactly why or when but they will be and unless you get out of here…”

He hesitated, he turned around and started walking away but mentioned,

“if you want to, follow me, but I’m not sticking around.”

After he was done he continued walking towards the window. There was no way such an innocent child would know anything about this, the man didn’t have time to explain. Half way to the window he stopped for a second to say on last thing,

“If you really want to know more follow me and all you’re questions will be answered.”

The End

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