The boy with his short blonde hair and brown eyes stops beside the door.
"Thank you" i say to him. He nods and stays still.
I open the door and enter. Damn i thought it would be nicer showering here, there isn't someone with the power to create hot water?
Inside the large room there is Bridge William talking with Symon, skinny and with his prominent nose.
I get near them, they notice me and stop talking.
"Are you ready?" Bridge William asks me.
"Yes, are you gonna stay here too?" I ask to Symon.
"I asked him to come, he is the one that holds the 'spell' on invisbility, i will ask him to put another one in this room for safety, I don't want trouble" he says looking at me. Symon just nods.
So it is you.
"You have a strong power, how does it wo-" i stop mid sentence. I don't think he will tell me.
"Is it okay to, you know, to let him know?" I try to say to Bridge William.
"He just needs to put the barrier on, for the rest it isn't his concern, don't worry, even if he was a spy it would be stupid to know, because we would know in that case who the spy is" he says infront of Symon. Damn if you say it like that. I look at Symon. You make it embarrassing.
Symon goes towards the wall and kneels down, he closes his eyes and inhales.
I get closer to Bridge William "so what i have to do?" I crack my fingers. I don't know what to expect.
"Sit down" he says pointing down "i will do the rest, just brace yourself I don't know how it will end but it will not be easy on your mind" for the first time what seems compassion appears in his eyes. I don't know why but this is making more worried.
I sit down.
"I will not let you feel the full power of my ability, just a taste" he glances at Symon "but don't understimate it because i said this, just remember this DON'T ACCEPT, NEVER!" His eyes reliving an old memory, he takes a step back and inhales too. "Are you ready Symon?"
"Yes, you can start" Symon says.
Accept what? Im to scared to ask, the expression he had...
Bridge William looks at me. Come on, come on, come on...
Every sense shuts down, i open my eyes and light fills my view.
I see a room from the top, like im watching as a spectator of a dream.
A bed with black covers, a desk with a pc and a phone on it. Some books scattered on the floor. This is my room! Im back home!
White shoes on a person with two black lines are floating. Those are my shoes. The legs are up from the floor too. Why he isn't on the floor. Wait what? I try to look up, for a split second i see my face. My gut turns upside down. The scene swtiches.
I stare blankly on the void.
I didn't do it... I didn-
A woman appears infront of me, she is inside a kitchen cutting onions, she has long straight black hairs, a small nose and black eyes. My heart starts beating a little faster, bringing my soul back to life. Mom... "Mom, it's me" i scream but no voice comes out.
I get closer, looking at her. Her beatiful face is grim, black patches under her eyes, her eyes dead. This isn't real... Please tell me it isn't real, please.
Flashes of my expression in the bed from before appear in my mind. My face contorts. It didn't happen.
She keeps cutting the onion, pieces to pieces, without stopping, her look on another world, her eyes vacant.
"Mom I'm here... Please see me". I get closer and hug her but my body passes through her.
Ding dong. The sound resounds through the house, mom returns to reality, she goes towards the door and open it. A woman with short gray hair, glasses and a mole under her left eye, she is very fat with a green dress to tight for her. Miss. Jhonson, i almost miss her too.
She smiles with a busket in her hands "here laure, take this basket, i made it for you and your husband"
Mother takes the basket "thank you" she about to enter the house "wait, i wanted to ask you if you wanted to talk" she keeps her smile "you know, with another woman"
"No thank you" mother respondes back.
"Come on laure, you know you are not okay, let me help you" miss. Jhonson shyly says.
Mother looks at her in her eyes. "Please leave me alone, please" her eyes returning alive for a split second, she turns back and closes the door.
I stay there motionless.
In my mind appear memories of the past, her face radiant, she was laughing while i was beating my dad at a game, she was cheering for me and dad was pretending to be mad, i was dying from how much i laughed. Why im remembering this. What happened to her? I touch my face. What happened to me?
Flashes appear infront of my eyes and the scene changes again.
This time in in a wearhouse, people on work clothes are moving on, putting packages on shelf's or taking them from them.
One of them has a long brown beard, green eyes and short brown hair turning to gray. I smile, dad...
Scenes flash through my eyes, he is filling a box with clothes, people are speaking beside him but he stays there alone and work, at lunch breaks he sits in a table where no one is and eats, looking at the floor with no emotion in his face, you would never know what is he thinking.
There is a midday break, everyone is drinking coffee and laughing, he stays there inside the changing room, looking at his phone on the news of the day.
Everyone make plan after work, he changes, take his bag and goes out the factory, outside dark and dark it was when he entered, he enters the car and for a moment he doesn't start the car, just stares blindly ahead, then he moves the car key and starts the car.
Im here, beside him in the car, like when we would go out to go to the park and play together. I look at my father expression.
My chest tighten. "Please can you answer" he keeps looking ahead, cars moving beside him.
Why... Why are showing me this?
"You cannot accept this reality" a voice resounds on the back of my mind.