Droplets of blood fell on the floor of the dimming alley-way as the sunset slowly lowered into the darkening sky. I then thought for a moment, ‘What is this heat I’m feeling in my hands?’
Looking down, I couldn’t help but stare blankly like an idiot. I saw a grisly scene in front of me, as my right hand was pierced into a young boy’s stomach. Shocked by the scenery, I found myself swiftly retracting my hand in a panic.
Looking at my hand I thought, ‘That hand was just in that boy’s stomach, It was very hot and squishy inside his stomach, It looked all red drenched with his blood. The blood was dropping and the heat was cooling down.’
‘the sensation, It's still in my hand.’, as I trembled in fear trying to rationalise the meanings behind what happened.
‘Is this a dream? Yeah, that’s the only explanation. A dream.’
I chuckled ‘Wait when all that started, Yes! It was back then when that strange voice offered me such help out of blue.’
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I had made this conclusion based on the events that happened 10 minutes earlier. I found myself in this horrible scene during another strange dream-like situation.
I was going back from school, when I decided to take shortcut, some alley down 9th st. After I climbed down the ladders I turned right, and that’s when…
Things abruptly stopped moving and everything turned crimson colored; time appears to halt.
I remember my anxiety as I twirled looking around, trying to find a single clue on what was happening at the time.
Suddenly, I heard a strange voice, “Don't worry. I merely altered your perception of time. Your brainwaves are moving faster, causing you to produce this illusion-like world. In essence, time flows faster here than in your reality.”
I clutched my head, “Who are you? Show yourself!”
The voice said, “Don’t bother. I’m speaking directly in your mind!”
I said, “What do you want?”
The voice said, “I'm not here to explain things, I'm only here to awaken your powers. This illusion world won't last much longer! I now offer you a chance to awaken your powers. Do you want become stronger? Or do you want stay the weak you are as back then?”
I was fascinated by the words that the strange voice uttered. His words implied that he had knowledge about the events that transpired during these past few months.
But before I reveal my response to the offer and the motivations behind that response, I must touch on the unfortunate story about my past self when my trauma occurred.
The truth about my circumstances....