"My name I-is... Felix" I stared up at the man. Though the man did not have eyes, I could feel his concern just by looking at them. He turned to the bedside table and pulled back a draw, he began to rummage through it before pulling something out. A small glass bottle with cork on top, around the body of the bottle was some sort of white label. On the front of it was a green symbol of sorts, it looked like some sort of foreign language.
He began to pinch the neck of the bottles with his thumb and index finger. As he did the tips of his thumb and finger, began to emit some sort of light where the skin touched the bottle was a light orange around the edge and as it moved inwards it became white. The cork in the bottle slowly began to rise from its shell. Before making a soft pop, sound and falling to the ground.
I stared at him bewildered by what happened in front of me "Be careful it's hot" he said in his raspy voice, he handed me the bottle. I grabbed onto the bottom of it, I could feel the heat that was gathered towards the top of it. My eyes darted to him after examining the glass. My face was one of shock and excitement, What was that? How did he do that? These questions raced through my head as I looked at his mysterious face with expectancy.
"How? How did you do that?" My voice trembled as I spoke. He looked at me with a confused look "It's just magic kid" He stood up from his squatted position. I turned my attention back to the bottle; I no longer felt the heat from before. What does he mean, magic? He began to walk to the door, the girl walked outside the room before him. He stopped just as he was about to leave "You should drink that, it's a recovery potion" he exclaimed as he closed the door.
Potion? I look down at the bottle in my hand. The liquid inside was dark green and emitted a soft light. I turned the bottle over to look at the symbol on the front. It was a green triangle with a dot in the middle of it, coming out of the dot were two lines, one going down and one going right. I held the opening of the bottle to my nose and sniffed it. It was a strange smell one reminiscent of fruits, I lowered it to my mouth and put a drop of it onto my tongue. It had a bitter yet sour taste, it wasn't too strong. I put it up to my lips and began to slowly drink it all.
I put it on the table beside me, I don't feel any different. I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling. What happened to me? I fell from the building and ended up here, I woke up somewhere, somewhere unfamiliar. I saw a cabin and then I... I don't remember, I must have passed out or something. I began to close my eyes as I put my hands behind my head, my hair felt off, it was shorter, more curly and softer. I jolt up from the bed and grabbed the bottle again, I hold it close to my face trying to look at the reflection.
In the reflection was someone else's face. Everything about the face was different from my own, I had freckles which enveloped my cheeks. My eyebrows had more of a curve and were thicker rather than mine which were narrow. I placed the bottle on the table and laid back down thinking to myself about what I would do now.
