…and you are shocked by what they think about you. Write their thoughts.
To say I was surprised would be an understatement. My telepathy returned to me so suddenly, I nearly passed out from the cacophony of noise that crashed down on me like tidal wave, threatening to sweep me away into madness. Fortunately, like riding a bike, old instincts kicked in and I was able to push back the wall of voices and hold them at bay. Confusion gave way to revelation as the reality of the world around me became truth.
Finally, I understand why I feel so alienated to those around me. My general distrust of people constantly gnawing away at me. Still, I never would have thought, in my wildest dreams, that what I learned was even remotely a possibility. How could I?
I mean, how often do you learn that you’re actually a pan-dimensional being trapped on this planet and held by similar beings who have disguised themselves as friends and family only to keep me in my place? That you are serving a billion year sentence on this planet for crimes you don’t ever remember committing in the first place, brainwashed into obedience?
I don’t know how long I’ve been chained to this time, but I can feel my power returning. I don’t think they know that I’ve slipped my proverbial leash yet, so I’ll continue acting like . Then, when the moment is right and I have the power to break out of this temporal prison, I’ll get my answers and eventually vengeance against them and everyone else who thought that they could control me.
Time will burn before my might and I will laugh.
Behind the Random: I’m a big fan of the hero of the story being revealed to be the villain all along, especially when they have no idea all along. It rarely surprises me, it’s still makes for a fun spin on events.
In other news, this post marks the beginning of the end for 642 as we enter the double digits. Only 99 prompts remain. I’m both excited and apprehensive about what’s going to happen when I’m done.
642 Things 