Who is that?
My name is Major Lucy Mai, I am 23years old and this is my story.
Everything was fine up until August the ninth 2003, I was happy. My friends cared about me and for the very first time in my entire life, I had hopes and dreams. I had been promoted to Major by General Woodman and was in charge of any Extraterrestrial or Paranormal encounter the military had to deal with. Unsurprisingly, I had a lot of spare time and often helped Woodman with his reports. I wasn't about to complain; I spent a lot more time with my friends then I had ever had in my entire life. Then the Genus came back, no much smarter but a heck of a lot stronger than before. It broke my arm and tried to stab me on our very first mission. It was actually quite scary, Scopes was fast, agile and camouflaged; what we had dealt with before was nothing compared with our current situation he was furious and was trying to kill anything that moved including me.
I was walking to Woodman's office and had just gotten back from the hospital, despite the fact that I had gotten hurt I always found time to write the reports he needed. I noticed that a lot of people were staring at me and whispering to each other, I pretended to read through the papers I had in my left hand to avoid the stares. My heart was beginning to beat faster and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead, I could hear the whispering and it got louder and louder as I went along. I'm not very sure what happened next but for some reason I still can't remember what I saw or happened to me, my conscience kicked back in and I was facing General Woodman who was snapping his fingers in front of my face.
-"Lieutenant- I mean Major, are you alright?" I felt like I had just been scared by something but there was a gap in my memory that stopped me from knowing what it was. My heart was racing, I was pale and felt faint; how I usually felt after a jumpscare.
-"Major can you hear me?" Woodman put a hand on my shoulder and made me jump, he looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. I took a deep breath, leant against a wall and rubbed my sore temples to try and calm myself down.
-"Did I get hit on the head or something like that?" He looked at me wondering whether to grab me in case I passed out or not and shook his head.
-"You just stopped dead and stared for about a minute at nothing at all." I was quite surprised that a whole minute of my life had gone by without me knowing or having any recollections about it.
-"That's…confusing." I rubbed my eyes that were dry and full of tears, I took a couple more breaths and let go of the wall. Woodman brought me to his office, sat me down and handed me a glass of water. I gave him the reports and gently sipped on the water. I watched Woodman briefly read through them and file them in the correct drawer.
-"Feeling any better?" He asked after finishing putting the files away, I stared down at my glass. A pain ran through my head and back, I put my glass down in case I dropped it and rubbed my temples again.
-"Not really, but what in the world was I staring at?" Woodman looked quite worried, he rummaged through his drawers as if he were looking for something.
-"An empty hallway, take this it should help with your headache." I put the pills in my mouth and drank some water to swallow them.
-"I don't remember staring at anything but I feel like something just jumped out of my closet and tried to tear me to shreds." He looked at me carefully and scratched his head.
-"You may have had a hallucination, god knows what they gave you at that hospital." I chuckled a little and had another sip of my drink.
-"It's probably n-" For some reason I stopped talking as soon as I looked at Woodman, the same sensation as earlier ran through me.
-"Who's who? You've known me for five years Major." I looked at him in a confused way, at the time I didn't know what he was talking about.
-"What are you talking about?" He looked at me as if I'd grown a fifth limb and shook his head.
-"You just asked me: who is that, there is no one else in this room apart from you and me." I rested my elbows on his desk and put my face in my hands. I was deeply confused by these memory lapses and felt dizzy and sick, I tried to stand up but ended up falling to the ground.