"No problem, but wait you look familiar... have we met?" I look at the boy trying to identify him with my scoping power, but his profile didn't pop up. I let him free of the chair and ropes and lead back into Mickey's office. "May I have you place your hand on the mousepad, mister..."
"Just call me A, I am undercover like you, but on the night of the murder a lot of people were scattering around and soon the murderer locked me up there." He looked down at his blood stained Converse and blacked out, the cut on his neck dripping a vibrant red. He sits there still breathing yet pasted out.
I check to see if he is ok, going through a CPR routine, checking his pulse, checking for breathing, and everything. But he had no pulse, this guy was lifeless, even his hands when I first met him were cold, but had a buzz you get when your numb. I check him again this time a pulse but no breathing, and he was volcanic. A felt has if he would erupt. I soaked in the heat since I was trying to train my powers, but it was too hot.
Squeezing A's hand, I felt has if I was placed next to the Sun, but then the numbing started to go away and I felt relaxed, his red river had stopped, and there was a flash of light that shot across my vision as I slowly drifted faintly away from Chicago.
Screaming and more screeching came faintly from a flashbomb to a little girl's high pitch shriek. Sirens soon alarms, an alarming horror show in the mist of a heavy metal screamo song, the battle to know one and all who is the very best, yet it ends in a shocking tie, these are all the sounds set on the main stage inside A's outrageous mind.
I set down in the middle of a prairie with a mountainous horizon and hills made of clay and dry grass patches, which blew in a slight wind. My neck burn was burning from the dry heat index reaching a blazing 90 degrees.
I saw a boy standing the the fields underneath powerlines, I tried to call him, but didn't know if he would hear me. I slowly approach him, but I blend into the scene, the further he reaches the horizon, my color fades, and time stands still.
Black and white, pixelated, lost of signal.
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Run (Old Version)
Science FictionA girl who finds out that she isn't wanted anymore sets out on a journey to find where she needs to belong. Her name is Ignis, and seeing that her family and friends didn't like her, she joins with a group of other kids like her. There is something...
