Revenge of the Gifted
a's
ry at Justin but he pretended not to see me even tho
e showed up. We piled up in Kenv's car. We, including Julia who came along after hearing I was going with Justin. Mum cried a lot even after I assured her it was just for two we
community as he cal
I will snap your neck without hesitation kind of', yeah that one. I didn't like it a b
iffened at first but relaxed anyway. Turning back to face
cing the mood in the car at that moment. I sig
hide it. I just assumed it was becaus
nation. The huge fence looked studious and firm, It had a small building
I muttered to myself but everyon
said replying to my earlier comme
Julia's input was alw
nformed because the gat
road, attractively spreading its branches. It looke
try." He said. Guess we were on anoth
d the gate, I started feeling res
at the problem was. "Oh my God, you are burning up, "he shouted. Julia sprang up at that. She turned back
old on, " Ken said and drove as fast as he could. In less than 15 minutes, w
w..what is happen...happening.."
asking someone about my condition. Ken bellowed for an explanation and immediate treatment while
aint voice said befo
holding my right hand. I knew who it was before I felt his touch. Then I heard footsteps and a soft click of the door. My eyes slowly opened but the illu
attached to my hand. The room was painted in ash and black. It was moderate and homely. He hel
ked, taking the cup from me immediat
sides of my head
e car ride," I sa
n her way back here. She lef
me sit up, even thoug
here?" I asked, not
ted. "what!!" I cut hi
pital" he finished scrutinizingly and sat
n. Now a week is gone and wasted. I need to
my power to help you find your parents," he said, holding my h
a rushed in, wearing a long shirt and joggers. Followed
me space to catch up w
pected. Because we've only spent a week. The hospitality she received was more than what th
e in a while, asking if I was okay. Fifteen minutes
was removed by a woman with blond hair and bl
hen I got out and two others opposite each room. According to Julia, the hallway leads to another hallway on t
in on someone's conversation. "We