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Ian's Pov

"What do you want Hatch?"

"We... I want you to try these on."

Hatch handed me a pair of glasses.

"What are these going to do? They are useless to me."

"Just try... I think you will like them."

When I put the glasses on everything came into color, and I mean everything.

I had on a black shirt, blue jeans, and red tennis shoes.

The wall was a pale blue with the most beautiful paintings.

"How... How is this possible? What did you do?"

"When you left, we were almost finished with them."

"Impossible, this is a dream!"

I threw off the glasses and woke up in a cold sweat.

It was Tara putting it into my head.

                                       Everyone was asleep when a knocking sound came to the door.

   I saw Hatch's head pop up in the small viewing window.

                                                       He waved to me and I slowly pointed at myself.

                                                                             He nodded his head.

  I quietly got up, making sure not to disturb anyone.

                                                  As soon as i got to the door he unlocked it.

                                                           "Glad you could join me, Ian."

                                                   "I'm not, what do you want? I want to sleep."

   "Let's take a walk, shall we? I don't think you could sleep after Tara sent you that                                                                          dream. You want to know if it's real. "

                                                                     "Maybe... Is it?'

                                                          "Yes, here, have a pair."

        The glasses, I wanted them but I knew that they shouldn't be possible.

                                                  "Come on boy, take them!"

        I slowly grabbed them and put them on.

                    The walls changed completely, I wasn't able to see through it anymore.

                                                                  "Whoa..."

"Ian, click the button on the right side."

I did and everything went back to normal.

"How?"

"I created this film that changes the electrical currents the way you see them so you would be able to see clearly, how everybody else sees the world. They look like normal reading glasses, and might I say. They look pretty good on you."

"Hatch, what do you really want?"

"I want you to be able to seen the natural world. I want you to be able to have a normal life."

"All you really wanted was for me to join you! I am not betraying my friends!"

"Ian, listen, you keep them and think on it. Okay? All i need you to do is tell what's going on with the Electroclan. Just how everyone is, what happens, like arguments. Stuff like that, not master plans to stop me."

"Oh... I... um..."

"Just think on it, please. I'll talk to you later."

He started to walk me back to the cell, Why me? Why does it have to be me that he picked? Why not Nichelle? She used to be one of his, she had already betrayed us once?

I walking into the cell and Michael was sitting up, "What did he want?"

"He wanted to bribe me with these, these stupid glasses that let me see what you guys see."

"What? How? What did he want since he gave them to you? He always wants something in return."

"I don't know.
Nothing, he just gave them to me and said keep it."
    "I don't trust him Ian. But, I'm glad you have a chance to be normal."

He laid back down and wrapped his arms around Taylor.

What am I going to do?
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I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!! I know it's been a long time, but I am working on some really important stuff. A friend and I... Are writing a couple of books.... Two are FanFiction, and might be put on Wattpad. We are also writing an original story, that will not be on here, sorry!

I am also attempting to write my own book. That will not be on here. But when it is finished and I could every possibly get it published (in 10million years) I could maybe put a snippet of it on here. So... Yeah... Don't know how much I'll be updating here, but, love y'all!
~12liver27

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