Kryptid

Chapter 3 : truth

Alex pov:

"No. No. You aren't real, I watched you die" I said barely able to get the words out. "No Alex, I'm real I promise you" he said. "Prove it. tell me something only you and me would know" I stuttered out. "When we were in fourth grade we both tried dating the same girl and when we found out we didn't talk for a week" he said. He was real. We never told anyone else about that stupid fight. "You look like shit" he said. I didn't say anything back. I couldn't say anything. Just a few days ago i thought i saw him die right in front of me. "I talked to The doctor and Isabelle. He said you're a reader and mover" when I didn't answer with words, but rather a confused expression, he said "a reader can get in people's head and a mover can move things with their mind. I'm a mover. Found out about 3 months ago. Then when you went missing I started asking around and wound up here and I started looking for you" I couldn't talk. Cameron was alive. "I'm sorry I couldn't get you out Alex." He said. My throat was still so tight i couldn't utter a single word. "Well I have to go. The doctor said only a few minutes" he said and left. I closed my eyes.cameron didn't die because of me, he was alive and he had been searching for me. I closed my eyes as tear threatened to fall from them.

Another headache was coming on. I opened my eyes. I felt the slight tingling at the back of my head. I could feel the raw power behind it. I tried to see if I could sense anyone nearby. I could, there were 2 people somewhere to my left and one to my right. The headache got slightly worse but nowhere near what I was used too. I was still too tired to do anything but lie here. But I was scared to go to sleep. Nightmares had dominated the peace that sleep usually brought. "You're worthless. You deserve it all" the dark voice inside my head said. I tired to stay awake and it worked for about an hour. My eyelids felt like concrete. I tried to keep them open and failed and sleep consumed me.

This time the nightmare was different. I was standing on a cliff looking out at a vast ocean with storm clouds above. I turned around, A dark figure made of smoke was walking toward me. His features were coming in and out of focus and constantly changing, like broken glass moving around. As he reached me i realized he was a foot taller than me. He stared down at me with blazing white eyes. "You will hurt the ones you love Alex. You are nothing but sorrow and destruction" he said, his voice sounding like nails scraping glass. The storm intensified behind us. He reached his hand out, talons replaced the fingers on it. Then he swiped across my chest. I woke up but not all the way. I kept my eyes closed and tried to stop myself from shaking. I heard 2 voices. One of them was doctor Garrix. "Physically he should be fine after a day or so of resting, however mentally, well, it's complicated" Garrix said. "Well my informant at Phoenix division gave me a very detailed report of what they did to him" said another male voice. "For one they gave him highly concentrated doses of fps3 almost daily. And since I'm betting you haven't heard of it seeing as how it's classified, it's a volatile mix of chemicals that induce panic attacks and trick the pain center of the brain into thinking every part of the body is in pain." Garrix gasped. "Good god that's repulsive why would they do that?" The doctor asked. "Apparently the part of their brain which lets them use their abilities becomes easier to see while under the influence of fps3" replied the other voice. "It also has long term effects : continued panic attacks, depression and in some cases PTSD" he said. "Well earlier when I came into to see him he looked scared out of his mind just at the sight of me. He was shaking and could barely talk. Although Isabelle seems to be able to talk to him" said doctor Garrix. "They also gave him something else, something called Blx although my informant didn't know what it did." Said the other voice. "Poor kid. We've broken lots of others out of phoenixes facilities but none of them came even close to having it this bad." The doctor replied. "Well tomorrow Isabelle's going to give him the choice. Anyway it's late I'm going to bed. See you later doctor. " the voice said and I heard the footsteps leaving. Now it was just me and Garrix. A twinge of fear ran through me. Stop it I told myself. He wasn't going to do anything. But I couldn't stop myself from shaking. Then I heard more footsteps and the door opening and shutting. I sighed in relief. I couldn't control the fear that went through me every time I even thought of a doctor. Already I was starting to get tired again. But I didn't want to sleep. Nightmares ruled my dreams. But no matter how hard I tired my body won over and I drifted off to sleep.