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Chapter Six

I was ten years old. For the past three weeks I had been at soccer camp. We were going to meet at the airport. I remember being anxious as I left the plane, afraid that they might not be there, that they had somehow forgotten. My fears left me quickly though, as I heard my name being called. I turned and ran to them, a huge grin on my face. They said that I had gotten darker. We started walking towards the luggage pickup. I ran ahead of them as I saw my bag. I grabbed it and turned back, but my parents were gone.

How can I describe the next few moments? It is simple to say what i saw- two men in suits, almost identical. Two of those agents. But how do I describe what I felt? How do I describe the sheer terror that welled up in me? How do i describe the pain that came the next moment? How it feels to scream and have no sound come out? How my body was not my own anymore? How can one describe the near eternity in an empty blackness? I cannot tell you fully what happened. I wasn't even conscious most of the time. But it was those agents. My parents and I had become hosts for three of those agents.

I do not know how long it was before I was free of that agent, nor how long it took for me to finally wake up, but when i did, i was no longer in the airport. My limbs were extremely sore, as if i had been in a fight. There was a car nearby- it had flipped over. I could not see who was in it. A voice called me, and i turned to it. That program called Seraph was standing there. He told me that it would be best to come with him. Shocked and confused, I didn't think about resisting. I asked him though, who had been in the car- who had died. He looked away and did not say anything for awhile, but then told me that it had been my parents.