There are no words to tell you what I went through, no thoughts possible could think of what I've seen or what I've done... After only a few moments so much information was given to me. I could glance through it picking up each detail as if I was there and observing everything. Finally, I blinked. I was back in the room with mirrors everywhere. I fell to my knees feeling all that pressure, I know who I was, and that is who I am... And Glen was the cause of all of this, and I know where to find him now I just needed a way to kill him. I looked up slightly in the mirror and saw the chair behind me but more importantly the papers, well the paperclip that held the papers together. I walked over and grabbed it, twisted it till it was straight. And slid it under the door of the room. It was more of a game, a cruel game to have your opponent announce their arrival before a large attack. As usual, someone came to the door and picked up the paperclip I took a step back and kicked the door as hard as I could in the right spot. I may have seen what I'm capable of but that doesn't mean I know how to use it.
I walked on top of the door and when I hopped off I raised it up a little to see a man groning.
"If I wanted you dead you'd be dead, this- this is just a little welcome back present for me," I smiled and dropped the door back on him. In an instant, I was changed it only took seconds. I wasn't that scared person that hide from fear or cringed with any pain. I am project JOY keep me alive to extract, gain or mess up information. I've killed so many people and messed up their minds forever.
I walked out of the room and into the halls I knew where my room was now, I walked there opened my door. Rebrushed my hair, I put on an evening gown and went to grabbed the two draggers that laid under my mattress in the fabric.
"I look to die for," I told myself as I left the room to do dine with Glen. I didn't bother looking down anymore, I knew what my powers entailed and I wasn't ever afraid, so why should I be now? It took me a few minutes to walk down the bleak gray hallways lined with doors mainly rooms or offices. I stopped, turned, and smiled at the door then walked in.
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I Dreamt of Hope
ActionDo not pity me, for I either ask for it nor want it. I may not know what I'm capable of... But neither do you.