[BreakABone]

This is a somewhat abbreviated form as I am in deep conversation with one of my residents and been working on this for 2 hrs.
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“This place is fairly simple to understand. It is however VERY special to me. You see most people believe the world exists in two states, the physical and the spiritual. We live in the physical for our natural life and cross over to the spiritual after death. What most people take for granted is the 3rd state in which we exist.”

Nighthawk stared at the man as if he was speaking gibberish. The room began to coat itself in a deep mist.

“Imagine this as a giant hotel of the mind. We all have our own special room, but the foundation and structure belongs to one and all. This is what I like to call the Mental Realm. While everyone lives in it; very few take the opportunity to experience it. So there are people like me who take it upon ourselves to learn this area and to make it our own.”

The fog in the area grew thicker.

“Okay, I see this is not getting through to you. Maybe an example would be better.” The fog lifted into the air and when Nighthawk could see again he was greeted by images of the scene at the bay. Fox had just knocked Geo to the ground.

“Some uncanny young lads your new… I guess your former friends are. How they manage to survive time after time is impressive I have to say.”

The phrase “former friends” struck a chord with Nighthawk and as it done before the room reflected that by letting out a loud and long chime.

“Oh give me a break! You have surely realized by now that you are responsible for all of this, and even if you aren’t they will never trust you anymore.”

Nighthawk started to recognize that this man feasted on his emotions, but it was not just him. It was this place, and he had yet to get a complete answer, but he had to ask this question. “How is it my fault?”

“Silly naïve boy! How is this not your fault? Let me lay it out for you. I know of the prophecy and I knew something laid dormant in you. I’ve known for some time, but you did not know. So I took it upon myself those many years ago to inform you of your destiny. Why I could hear you asking. It was simple as long as your mind wandered on that day on that incident with me I would always have a gateway into your mind, and what that gateway I was allowed to enter your mind. As long as we shared a connection, I could exploit your knowledge. This is how your friends so easily followed you today. Who do you think told them!”

The guilt overtook Nighthawk quickly. He was responsible whether he knew it or not for the danger that his new associates currently faced. And now all those haunting images of someone staring inside of his mind made sense. This man literally entered into Nighthawk’s mind and Nighthawk broke down crying. And a little drizzle overtook the room.

“I see the realization is dawning on you. Everything that happened… everything that will happen on the bay today is your fault. Granted, it was all due to my careful and calculated planning. But it was ALL on you!”

The guilt in Nighthawk was uncontrollable; he would never face those men again. The odd thing was while he felt guilty; he thought this place was amplifying his own guilt making it worse in his mind.

Suddenly, Nighthawk noticed a shadow looming high above him. He looked up to find a cage lower down on him.

“Haha excellent!” The other man said.
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Argh losing motivation. I just need to get through this hump.