I got up slowly, as I saw who I was looking at. He was on the ground as well, and he slowly got up. He then turned to me.
"I didn't know someone could run faster than a car...", he began. I looked at his vibrant red eyes, which I've never seen before. Chills ran down my spine.
"Hey, kid... you okay there? It looks like you hit your head really hard there", he said. I looked at him.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'll just go home", I said.
"Here, want to use my phone and call home?", the man asked.
"Phone? What?", I asked.
"Last time I checked, the only way to call someone is my using a payphone", I said.
"What year are you living in?", the man asked.
"1980", I said. The man walked over, and handed me a strange device, which I assumed was his "phone". It had a glowing display, and it looked more like something you'd see in Star Trek.
"It isn't 1980. It's 1993", the man said. "By the way, my name's Jayden. Jayden Smith" the man said again.
"Okay then", I replied.
Seriously? A time traveler?
I dialed the phone number of my home and waited for an answer.
"Hello?", I heard Angela's voice on the other end.
"Okay, hear this. Man runs through the woods, runs into strange red-eyes guy, gives man a portable phone, and man continues to call his home phone number", I said. Angela hung up the phone.
"That was a nice way to say goodbye to someone", I said. Jayden chuckled.
There was something strange about Jayden.
I couldn't hear his heartbeat, as if...
"Kid, it seems like you're lost. I could give you a ride if you want", Jayden said.
"I don't really trust you right now, especially since your eye color is literally red. I think I'll just go...", I said, but Jayden stopped me.
"Why are you in so much of a hurry?" Jayden asked.
I stood there.
"Kid, what are you doing here? Are you running away from something?", Jayden asked.
"Well, let me ask the one-million-dollar question then. Does the name "Destiny" ring any bells?"
What? How does he know about my dreams?
I instantly had the urge to run away, but stopped myself. There was something strange about this man. He was a human, and yet he wasn't. It's like he doesn't belong. He's like a CG actor in a room full of real actors, in a movie. I couldn't put my finger on it.
"You aren't real", I said.
'You're just in my head. Go away", I said.
"listen, kid. I'm not in your head. I'm completely real. The phone is completely real", Jayden said.
"Also, if you expect to stay alive for more than a few hours, I suggest you come with me", Jayden added.
"Why?", I asked.
"Because, there's something wrong with you", Jayden said
"What's wrong with me?", I asked.
"You aren't a human anymore", he told me.
"You're one of the victims of Destiny", Jayden said.
"I can help you. I can make you a human again", Jayden began, but something stopped him, as he felt a massive wave of... something, his him. His entire body bugled, and I was finally able to hear his heartbeat.
What the hell?
Then, I felt something terrible happen to me. I felt like something, or someone, was watching over me. Then, I lost complete control of myself, and watched in horror, as I pulled out my switchblade knife. I tried to stop myself but couldn't. I tried to scream, but nothing happened. I watched as I tore him to shreds, powerless to do anything.
Once Jayden was dead, his entire body turned to dust, and I saw him.
I saw the one person that I feared the most.
Destiny...
