I woke up in a dark room.
Dressed in a black suit….
As I stood up from the bed…
I saw my reflection…
A young man…
With a scar at the left side of his forehead…
As I looked around…
I saw a small dim light coming from a door…
I knew there is A NEW LIFE out there…
I opened it and…
I saw a narrow hallway…
I walked out thinking WHAT’S OUT THERE?
WHO IS THIS GUY IN A BLACK SUIT?
The trace of light became bigger…
I rushed towards the end of this narrow hallway
DEAD END
I looked up and saw the sun…
I saw a ladder and climbed up as fast as I could…
As I reach the top…
*beep beep*
WHAT’S THAT?!
“If you want to kill yourself… DON’T MAKE ME.... OKAY?! JUST JUMP OFF THAT BRIDGE!”
Then the man pointed a bridge made up of metal and cement..
“I’m sorry…” I said and walked away of the “road”
Vehicles made up of metal? Sounds interesting…
Green.. Purple… Blue… Black… White… and Yellow.
A yellow vehicle stopped in front of me…
“Sir.. May I help you?” the man in grey shirt asked me…
“What is this place gentleman?” I asked the man..
He looked at me curiously and smiled.
“Hop in…” He said and signed me to get in his vehicle..
I smiled and went in his vehicle..
“I guess you are new here.. I’m Bob, a cab driver. This place is called Las Colinas.. Are you a business man? I know where to take you..” Bob said..
“Thank you.. Yes.. yes I’m new here.. And thank you for letting me in.. What can I pay for your kindness Bob?” I asked him…
“Just a bit of money… And what’s your name?” asked Bob
I searched my clothes for some “money” to pay him..
Well.. I don't have anything to pay him..
"I.. I'm sorry.. I don't have that money.."
He looked at me..
He examined me with his eyes..
"That.. Give me that one" he pointed at the ring I'm wearing..
I.. I was about to give it to him..
BUT
I know that this thing is connected to ME
To my PAST
"Just give it.. Or.." said the man with a scary tone...
"DIE?" he added...
DIE?!
Die once AGAIN?!
Okay...
I removed my ring as I drop it unto his palm..
"What's your name??" he asked as he slip MY ring into his pocket..
ALTHOUGH... I really don't know if that's my ring :3
“I’m Ian Radova” IAN RADOVA…
That’s the only thing I remember from the PAST
I don’t know what brought me here…
I don’t know who is this Ian Radova...
I know that I’ve been given another chance to live..
But WHY?
(A/N: Hey guys.. THANK YOU FOR READING THE PROLOGUE OF MY FIRST ENGLISH STORY!! CAN YOU HIT THE VOTE BUTTON? :3 And.. I’m sorry if my English is not so good :D I’m not Englishe-ra :P
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2nd Chance
Mystery / ThrillerHe has been given another chance to live.. Will he use it for good?