I recall telling you all I wasn't human. I'm going to explain how I know. You see, regardless that I am invisible, things can collide with me. For example, a door can hit me. I can pick up a phone and hold it (though it will become invisible for the duration that it is in my hands). I know I am not human, because this morning, I dropped an empty wine glass. It shattered all over the floor of the apartment, and my shins began to bleed. I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel any stinging pain, or any liquid trickling down to my ankles. 

Nor am I deprived of my nervous system's reactions. When I was human, I felt pain. But it seems that over four years of invisibility, I have lost the ability to feel. Sometimes I wonder if perhaps that means that I will lose my ability to feel things that are not physical, but emotional. I wouldn't know yet, but maybe it will happen. 

Now I will say what happened after I bandaged myself and went outside for a walk. There was a person sitting on the bench where I normally sat in the park. When I tried to walk away as if I hadn't seen him, he called, "You can sit here, if you'd like." The hairs on the back of my neck rose, and my shoulders tensed. He could see me. I turned and smiled politely, saying, 

"It's fine, I have somewhere to be."

The brown-haired young man insisted, "I'm sure it can wait, Jinx." (He said my real name.) I started, and hissed, taken aback, 

"How do you know who I am?"

The young man laughed, as if my question was amusing to him. Then he raised his bright blue eyes to mine, and said, "We've been looking for you for a while. Do you recognize me?"

I narrowed my eyes at him for a moment. His eyes seemed too familiar. Then I staggered back a step, when it hit me. This was the son of that business man who had tried to hire Cody to make the robot he was working on for his company (Maybe a month ago?). The condition that caused Cody's refusal was the low pay and the lack of freedom to design the rest of the robot himself. It was quiet a scene when the business man had walked out, holding a piece of paper in his hand. It was the note that I could fully read, about me. 

The business man and his son had been in the orphanage, and they had found out about me. They hadn't told Cruella, or anyone, for that matter. They had even given Cody the paper back, and apologized. I hadn't expected them to leave Cody alone to instead track me down.  

I'm calling the businessman Dr. Facilier, after the Shadow Man in The Princess and the Frog. Why? Because this is what he said to Cody when he left: "You should have taken my deal," and the Shadow Man said: "Y'all should have taken my deal." There's another reason why I named him after the Shadow Man. He had "friends on the other side," but his friends aren't spirits; they're fat men with lots of cash. 

Now, I'm going to call his son...well, that's difficult. He's not a bad person, from what I tell so far. He's very smart, though. And he can see me. I think I'll go with Hermes, god of thieves (that's what important for our Hermes, anyhow. The real god is far more outstanding). The god is known for his quick wit, and so his name will serve as L-----sorry, had to scratch it out. Can't give you his name. You can tell I'm agitated, since I almost gave u his name. Now I'm writing improperly. I must compose myself. Hold on.

Alright. I'm fine now. After I remembered Hermes, I put my training in 100-meter-sprint into practice, and fled. See? I told you that I am a coward. Any real protagonist would have demanded answers and shown their loyalty to Cody no matter the consequence. Me? Yours untruthfully? I ran like the end of the world revolved around Hermes.

And, now, I'm thinking that it just might.

©Nightingale