The last thing I remembered was going to sleep that night.
I slowly opened up my eyes. My whole body was aching. I couldn't remember a thing. It was like I had been drugged or something. I slowly looked around the room i'm in, observing every inch of it. It looked like an old room with cracks in the walls and blood on the floor. There was a single chair sitting in the middle of the room and a bed sitting off to the side in the room. And not to mention the room was kinda tiny. I really couldn't remember what happened and I wasn't sure why i'm here. I glanced down at my dirty, bloody hands. My vision was slowly going in and out, trying to refocus itself. I then looked down at the rest of my body. My shirt is gone so i'm just wearing my blue jean pants and converse shoes. I quickly searched my pockets to see if I still had my phone and wallet.
"Bingo." I whispered.
I pulled out my cell phone and checked for service. I sighed when I realized that I wasn't in range to make a phone call.
"Dammit!"
Where am I anyways?
I slipped my phone back into my pocket then tried to stand up. I slowly groaned as I slipped my hand on the wall, trying to keep my balance. I rubbed my head, feeling it throbbing and then...a high pitch sound started to ring through my ears. I planted both of my hands over my ears, trying to block out the sound but it was no use. It was too loud. I slowly shrunk back onto the floor and squeezed my eyes shut. I felt my heart pounding a mile a minute and I had the need to vomit.
"S-stop....STOP!" I shouted.
The high pitch sound grew stronger and I felt myself growing weak. My heart was racing and pounding against my chest so hard that it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. Then, I screamed at the top of my lungs. Suddenly, the high pitch sound stopped and I started to relax. I slowly pulled my hands away from my ears then rested my head against the wall and closed my eyes. That's when I heard the door to the room opening and my eyes shot open. In came a guy who looked to be in his thirties and wearing a suit, a woman who was also dressed up in a skirt and suit shirt and a big muscly guy who was probably their bodyguard or something.
"I see that you're awake. Good." The man said as he walked over to me then knelt down in front of me and grabbed my chin.
I stared at the guy, not sure who he was and what he wanted from me.
"What-"
"I ask the questions around here." He cut me off.
The man stood up, staring down at me.
"You're here because you hold an extraordinary power and I want it."
I stared at the guy like he had ten heads.
"What power?" I asked.
The man smirked. "Your eyes, son. Or should I say, 'eye'."
I continued to stare at him like he had ten heads.
"Wh-what do you want with my eyes?"
"I just want the one that you can see into the future with."
I still wasn't understanding. Who was this guy and why did he want my special eye? See, I was born with two different colored eyes. One is golden yellow and the other is plain ocean blue. I'm able to see into the future with my golden eye. I just wonder how this guy found out about my special eye.
"You're...you're not getting my eye." I breathe.
The man chuckled. "Really?" He then kicked me hard in my stomach and that wasn't the end.
The man started to punch and kick me until I found my body growing weaker and weaker and I can barely move. I collapsed onto the ground, blood dripping from my mouth and new bruises forming on my body. I slowly looked up at the man, my vision going in and out. I could faintly see the man smirking at me again.
"What do you say? Will you give me your power?"
I breathed heavily then said, "Go fuck yourself."
The man frowned then stomped on my head. I started to feel my head pounding again. I wasn't sure how long my body will be able to keep up with this abuse. It felt like it was on fire and ready to give out any second. Then, without warning, I blacked out.
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