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speaker.
     
    The man said, “Mycale, if you
show us your ability, we will send you back home.”
     
    Mycale didn’t understand. What
ability? What exactly was the man asking him to do?
     
    The man continued. “We know that
you have an ability, Mycale. There is no need to be afraid to show us. We are
people that specialize in finding children like you. We are here to identify
your ability and send you back home as quickly as possible.  If you listen to
us and do what we tell you to do, you can go back home. We have the means to
make you forget this entire incident. As a matter of fact, one of our
unbreakable rules is to ensure you forget any of his ever happened, therefore
you can think of this as just a dream. You won’t remember any of this Mycale.
We promise.”
     
    More confused, Mycale didn’t know
how to respond. He noticed the man didn’t speak with an English accent like
him. Mycale asked the only question on his mind. “Can I go home? I want to go
home. I don’t know what you want me to do. Can I go home…please?”
     
    The lady had the nerve to smile.
She said, “You need to show us your ability, Mycale. If you are here, it means
that at some point you showed the potential for manifesting or having an
ability. You may not be unaware of it yet.”
     
    After a moment of waiting, the
man asked, “Have you ever done something amazing that you didn’t think was
possible? Have you ever done anything that you saw a superhero do?”
     
    Although only ten, Mycale was
smart enough to know that he couldn’t do anything he had seen superheroes do.
He told them, “Az if. I can’t do anything like a superhero. That’s stupid.”
     
    The lady said, “Now, that simply
is not true, Mycale. You wouldn’t be here otherwise.”
     
    Mycale desperately wanted to give
these people what they wanted so they would let him go home. He stood. His
movement captured the woman and man’s attention, making them sit straighter in
their chairs.
     
    Since he’d always done well in
his Karate classes, he decided to show them some of his best moves. The man and
woman didn’t stop him as he wore himself out showing them jabs, kicks, and
spins. Eventually, Mycale took his seat, winded and out of breath. Once he
caught his breath, he asked, “Was that good enough? I also know how to fish and
hunt and catch insects.”
     
    The two didn’t appear impressed
with his display. The man asked, “Can you fly, or make objects hover in the
air, or move faster than a person’s eye can see you, or shift your body into
animals and objects, or walk through walls? Do you have dreams and visions of
things before they happen? Can you make yourself invisible? Can you move
objects with your mind?”
     
    Stunned by the unusual questions,
Mycale stared unblinkingly. They were asking him things he knew to be
impossible. Shaking his head, he wasn’t sure how to answer.
     
    Exhausted from the constant mix
of unusual questions, all Mycale wanted to do was go home. Instead, he was
dragged kicking and screaming back to the room with no sound and strapped to
the bed. Taking in the scent of urine and maybe even feces, he closed his eyes
and prayed he would wake up in his own bed. Too tired to fight, Mycale fell
quickly to sleep.
     
    ****
     
    When the woman and man unstrapped
him again, he wasn’t sure if he had slept for minutes or hours. Thirsty, his
scratchy and dry vocal cords refused to project the words he attempted. Words
didn’t matter in this room anyway, he remained silent despite his attempts. He
didn’t fight while being carried back to the glass room, there was no use.
     
    This time, the boy who had been
in the bed next to him was seated in the adjacent glass room. The portable
rooms were in the same position as their beds and sat like two giant cubes. The
other boy’s head constantly swiveled as the man and woman sat watching.
     
    Mycale took his seat. Both he and
the boy waited, wondering what the man and woman had planned