The room was cold as he walked into my line of vision. "You're all trained up now. You will not remember any of us or your childhood but you will awlayd remember how to do these things. They will prepare you and guide you through your life. Accept them as a gift because this gift is only given once. Now, shall we begin?" He asked and they strapped my into the chair, preparing me to face the rest of my life with these tools they have shown me but I will never remember. The last thing my eyes were set on was the boy who I will 'soon see again'. © metaphoricalash 2015