Right there in the middle of the road stands an older African American man, his clothes are tattered and the wrinkles on his face and his gray hair tell a story. Zeke slams on the breaks driving the mini van into the ditch, all of us hastily exiting the vehicle. The man does not move from his stance as we all surround his tiny, malnourished body.
"Where did you come from?" asks Zeke
"Ahhh" A smile spreads across his face but his eyes are glued in place "It does not matter where i come from, where ever you are, it is a life for a life. gift for a gift." The group exchanges a quick glance
"Who are you." Bill asks stepping in front of me
"You will know soon enough... Bill." Finally breaking his stare from the horizon he stares deeply into Bill's eyes. The man starts to laugh a hardy laugh, startled i take a few steps backwards. Who is this man? or better yet what is this man? He starts to choke on his laughter but quickly expels bloody vomit from his smiling mouth. His knees hit the ground and i instinctually walk forward to help him but Tom grabs my arm pulling me back away from the deranged man. Clutching his left hand to his chest, his right hand reaches out pointing to the horizon. Our heads snap to see what he points at but swiftly realize there's nothing there. I turn my head back to look at the elderly man but suddenly, he's gone. Vanished from right in front of us while our attention was diverted. All that remains is his blood on the pavement, i walk over examining it because of the noise it made when it left his mouth. I reach my hand down into the vomit and pull out a coin.
"UGH JUNE!" Tom screams at me in horror
"What the fuck is that? Did he just throw that up?" My eyes meet Zeke's as i nod my head yes. Using my thumb to clear the top i see a symbol raised out of the coin. It appears to be a T with two extra lines below the top one.
"Does this mean anything to you?" i ask bringing the coin to Bill as he backs away from the mess in my hands
"No, why would it?" he snarls at me
"He knew your name."
"I don't- i don't know him."
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The Chosen.
FanfictionAfter a traumatic experience her senior year of high school and a very unsuccessful freshman year of college, June is determined to make her sophomore year the best one yet. Her eccentric and personable roommate Sloane pulls June from the comfort of...
