Trial #9 {Challenge Accepted}

Day 16

The last thing you touched (other than the keyboard, mouse, screen, etc.) is trying to kill your protagonist. Explain why.

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The last thing you touched (other than the keyboard, mouse, screen, etc.) is trying to kill your protagonist. Explain why.

“You’re Samantha Myers, yes?”

I look at the lady in the black suit, who wore shades at seven in the evening.

“Uh...yes?” I answer.

“I’m Rhonda Byron, recruitment head at GIFTED,” the lady said, flashing a card, without giving me a proper chance to look at it. “Can I come in?”

GIFTED? What's that?

“Um..no. My parents aren't home. Maybe some other time,” I told her, slowly closing the door.

“We know about your powers".

Crap, crap, crap. I knew this was something related to that.

I open the door again, fixing a look of indifference on my face. “I don't know what you're talking about,” I told her.

She removed her sunglasses to look directly at me. “You’re lying".

I shoot a nervous smile at her, before closing the door in her face and enabling our home security system. I let out a sigh of relief as I leaned against the door.

“Who was that?,” Kiara asked,good  coming downstairs.

“Go back upstairs,” I tell her.

“Manny, is anything"-

“Just go".

She ran upstairs.

I take a look through the peephole to see if the lady was still there. To my surprise, there was no one, not even a sign of her or the car that she had arrived in.

Thank God. I don't know what I'd have done if she had come-

All of a sudden, the entire place was enveloped in darkness. Someone must have switched off the Power supply from the outside. I heard Kiara shout “Hey!” from upstairs, probably surprised by the occurrence.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I looked around me to spot anything out of the ordinary, anything that suggested that someone else was in here with us.

That was when our door opened up on its own, almost as if I had never really locked it with our Home Security system.

The lights came back on to reveal the lady coming in through the door.

“You! Why are you here again?” I asked her, already annoyed and flabbergasted.

“You didn't let me finish my personal monologue, Samantha,” she said, a hint of a smirk playing on her face. “As I was saying, I'm the recruitment head at GIFTED, and we would like to recruit you into our programme".

Play dumb, Manny.

“What’s GIFTED? I have no idea what you're talking about,” I told her, which was technically the truth.