"Chase you are being sentenced to 10 years in prison."
Those words didn't sink in as I was looking out the glass window.
What happened?
"I want you to go faster."
I drove the car right as a small wooden house appeared.
Getting off, I still remembered our last conversation.
"You know, USB are very important for computers. Backup is also still as important." He paused for a moment before looking at me in the eyes. "Become my backup USB.." The light shone his light grey eyes, he looked serious.
"Why me?" I asked, feeling doubtful about the person sitting in front of him.
He chuckled, then his chuckle turned into a laugh, "I am selfish. That's all." His eyes seem to gleam for a moment, as he turned and left the room.
Opening the door, I looked at the almost empty room.
It only has a bed and a table. Like a prison cell I guess.
I walked over to the wall, and took a deep breath.
Taking a step, I felt it absorbed me.
****
"What are you doing!" I yelled, dashing against the wind.
"I am going to stop them." She responded too calmly, her eyes determined.
It annoyed me, which felt rare enough.
"You.." I felt speechless, as she let go of the rope that she was holding onto.
I felt something washed over me, as I found myself. Running into danger for the first time.
[Condition to unlock the system met ]
[Conditions: Stepping into danger]
[Rewards: Unique skill]
I heard a dang in my head, and was met with grey coloured panels in the corner of my eyes.
{New unique skill created: Run for your love}
***
"Bastard what do you think you are doing?" I grabbed his collar, as I glared at him in the eyes.
He's bright blue eyes looking away.
"I'm sorry." He said, "Heh, that's what you thought." He looked back at me and smirked, I felt my vision turned blurred. "As a field agent, I know more than you know." His voice getting softer, "Your just the runner."
***
"I love you."
We said in unison.
I looked at her beautiful eyes, under the bright sun light.
Why am I remembering such things?
Did I feel they are, precious?
I could feel my heartbeat getting fainter, as I felt a warm not from inside.
Wasn't the princess suppose to die at the prince arms? Why is the the opposite?
I felt my eyes getting heavier, but I don't want to stop looking at her.
Just, alittle. More.
I guess, I run out of time. Something, I sometimes. Forgot it existed.
Many lines surrounds me, some thicker some thinner.
Yet, all of it have something in common.
It’s a story. Whether it is in the past, present, or future
Lines that are thick, are stories that had been told. Many people had read it before.
Lines that are thinner, are stories that might not have been told. Not many people have read it before.
Every line had it’s own colour. Every story has it’s own theme.
Enough speaking, it’s time to read some stories that not many may know of.
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