I followed to a man jogging down the street, he seemed very fit but there was something about him that told me he was close to the end. I still dont know how to explain it but there was a sense about him, like a tingle at the back of my skull and a pit in my stomach like waiting for something.
The woman began walking towards him and started to count down, I followed her but at the same time I found I was counting too. 300, 299, 298 and so on. I sped up trying to over take her but she noticed, and she quickened her pace.
“Now you're getting it, its a race” she said breaking into a jog.
I did the same and was so focused on the man I didn't really hear her. The man had suddenly stopped and fallen over. It was clear to me he was having a heart attack, but no one seemed to notice. I felt bad for the man I really did, but that didn't stop me, there was something else pushing me now.
As we got close my instinct took over and just as the woman reached out for me, I ducked and pushed my palm into her chest. She and almost faded as she was pushed from the plane for a brief period. I looked in my hand as I ran and there sat my coin, glowing purple as it sank away.
I reached the man but my mental instinct was thrown to the back of my mind as my own brain over-rid the wish to continue existing.
I could feel myself become corporeal as I reached the man, I didn't want to see him die but the overwhelming urge was becoming harder to ignore. It was a snake wrapping around my mind pushing me forward to take his life.
I pushed the snake back and focused on what my own mind was telling me, I quickly reached into his pocket pulling out his mobile, my finger darted through it and typed in the number then hit ring my eyes darted around locking onto a sign.
“Medical services what is your emergency?” said a voice on the other end.
“This is Doctor Jones I need an ambulance at Commercial Street, Newport” I answered.
Then it dawned on me, the seriousness of the situation aside, I had found out who I was.
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