speaking that the bullets should of killed me. The bullets were so superficial in my skin and muscle. That is is if i was shot with a bullet that was made of rubber not lead. They also had a interest in my body, it was unique to them. They did not seemed to not notice that I was conscious. The weirdest thing to me was I felt very little pain even they were cutting my skin with a scalpel and removing the three bullets that were lodged in me. It almost felt pleasant.I looked over to the observation window and there was a man in a suit. It looked like he making sure that I would not die. After that I suddenly faded in to blackness.
The next thing I new I was in a recovery room, all bandaged up and a nurse yelled he's awake. The agent I saw earlier walked into the room and another man who i presumed was his partner just tilted his head and the nurse left in a zombie like trance.
"Hello my name is Agent Markus, and this is Agent S-hill. We have came to ask you about the incident that happened Yesterday morning".
They asked me a series of questions like what happened, were I was from, why I was there, and were did I get my "cell".
For some reason I felt I could trust them and answered truthfully. I knew this was suspicious so I asked them who they were and they then said they were not authorized to tell me that.
They said we will be back to take you to a facility were you can recover from your "condition". I knew this was bogus and I spoke. My words echoed through the room and it's effect was strong against Agent Markus. I asked who he was and told me a person that worked for a agency that takes care of special people. They were there to take me away. His partner then stoped him with a tilt of his head then I could hear a voice in my head that stopped my persuasion.
I think i just found out more about the secrets of my own world.
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