Phoenix Whip
"I'm dizzy. I can't see or move. Where am I, have I died again?"
You wonder you know you're not in the same room since you feel a hard hospital mattress under your stiff body. The smell of bleach and antiseptic is comforting. And somehow you feel safe.
You don't know how much time has passed your mind comes and goes between unconsciousness and a lethargic state.
This time you try to concentrate your few forces by hearing nearby voices discussion something. You recognize some of those voices talking as Dr Michael and the man in the suit.
"There is no doubt he's a Whip or a Messiah, it depends on who you ask." Dr Michael takes a dramatic pause before continuing. "The first since we have become aware of the nature of the true situation of this planet."
"But what should we do to let him live and train him? And what happens if he condemns us all?" You don't know this female voice.
"The council of Sages will have to vote what to do with him when he grows up and let us know how his education has gone. And we pray for not making mistakes in our election."
"It seems that the little rascal is awake. You are certainly a clever bastard, I give you that." Dr Michael responds with laughter. "I would love to answer your questions but it would be in vain. Due that we conveniently designed the process to recover you from the injury, in a way that it implies erase your last day's memories. Now, it's time for you to sleep..."
You wonder you know you're not in the same room since you feel a hard hospital mattress under your stiff body. The smell of bleach and antiseptic is comforting. And somehow you feel safe.
You don't know how much time has passed your mind comes and goes between unconsciousness and a lethargic state.
This time you try to concentrate your few forces by hearing nearby voices discussion something. You recognize some of those voices talking as Dr Michael and the man in the suit.
"There is no doubt he's a Whip or a Messiah, it depends on who you ask." Dr Michael takes a dramatic pause before continuing. "The first since we have become aware of the nature of the true situation of this planet."
"But what should we do to let him live and train him? And what happens if he condemns us all?" You don't know this female voice.
"The council of Sages will have to vote what to do with him when he grows up and let us know how his education has gone. And we pray for not making mistakes in our election."
"It seems that the little rascal is awake. You are certainly a clever bastard, I give you that." Dr Michael responds with laughter. "I would love to answer your questions but it would be in vain. Due that we conveniently designed the process to recover you from the injury, in a way that it implies erase your last day's memories. Now, it's time for you to sleep..."