3.2

“Why don’t you think about it; think of the things you could receive and the things you could do. Let me know what your answer is...” He left. The girl looked like she was about to explode of anger and hatred and fear and sadness. A tear slid down her cheek as the world faded around me and blackened even more.

 

“TOPAZ!!”

“Huh?!” My eyes flashed open and I bolted straight up and accidentally hit my head with Sky’s. We both cringed and rubbed our heads.

“Wha-what happened?” I asked. I felt like I’ve just woken up from a two-hour sleep. I rubbed my eyes and blinked continuously until I had my full vision back. I was still in his house, on the couch that he was sitting on before.

“You blacked out. Are you okay?” he asked, concerned.

“Yeah, fine...umm...why...why am I here?” I asked. I needed to know why, especially since the visions I keep getting might be connected to something. I suppose I need a friend, someone I can trust. For all I know, I could be some strange secret weapon with fatal powers that could destroy the world. Or I could just be some expendable no one.

He hesitated, tapping his finger on the couch. What was he thinking of? Telling me the truth, or some lie? I mean, he should know I wouldn’t know better than to know if what he told me was reasonable, because everything’s different here.

“I’m not certain, but I have a guess.” How should I know what he meant? He didn’t continue on the subject, and I didn’t press on. I didn’t feel like pressuring the guy.

The End

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