Hypocratical

"Where am I?", I asked myself as I found myself in a white room of which you couldn't find the edge.

"You are in our consciousness, Gabriel"

I heard someone calling me from somewhere. I turned around but couldn't find anything.

"I am you and you are me Gabriel. I am just the last memory of your past life", the voice said.

"How could I talk to you? I have read no official records of someone with the same condition as me right now", I asked the self-pronounced memory.

"You are more special. I don't have much more time. You are a smart kid Gabriel. You have an extremely high IQ of 171. But this isn't your biggest advantage. Your spatial awareness is unheard of. I hope you enjoy this life of ours", the memory said and I felt some tickling in my- soul? I don't know if that was the so-called soul.

I suddenly felt everything more clear. My IQ wasn't strengthened but I was suddenly better able to differentiate everything. 

Suddenly I saw something. It was a life.

The life of said memory. It was a common life. Like every other.

It didn't help me in any way. I still don't know why I am special.

I am an orphan born on a date I don't know and a place I don't know.

I was brought to the orphanage I am currently residing in.

I am lucky. I was never alone in here as I had my friends. 

But still. I am special. All my friends get transported away and suddenly appear the next day again.

I didn't care as I still had them. 

The orphanage in itself was special. I have never seen any people come to adopt someone.

They only gave us some food once a day, but I wasn't used to any other than this. 

I thought that was common until now. Only now have I realized that most humans usually eat 3 meals a day.

We never got outside. I didn't even really know what outside was before I watched the memory. 

There are countless of these things, which made me realize how badly the orphanage treated me and my friends.

"I need to help us get away from here"

I said with determination as I woke up.

I looked around, but only saw my friends sleeping. Somehow they were all surrounded with a lightish blue color.

I tried to touch them, but my hand phased through them.

"NO! NO! THIS CAN'T BE! PLEASE NO!", I started screaming as I realized it.

It wasn't hard to know after I started to take every piece of the puzzle together.

From what I knew from the memories this isn't a real orphanage. It is probably a place for human slavery of a gang.

My friends were sold off and probably dead. 

Why I wasn't sold yet? 

All my friends were at least six years old.

I thought my friends were still alive as I had imagined them around me. 

My imagination or spatial awareness was so real that I had a semi-schizophrenia. If I hadn't integrated with the last piece of soul I would have probably never known what was reality and what wasn't.

I may have thought of these, but I just started crying. 

All my friends- They are probably dead or some slaves who don't have any rights.

I cried straight until nothing came out of me. 

I knew I needed to escape.

I built a 3d model of the orphanage in my mind and added all suspicious things I have ever seen in this orphanage. 

After I built all this I overlapped it with the real world.

Now I had the outline of all possible escape routes or storage places.

But I still didn't know which was which and how I should escape.

The next three days I still acted like before. I talked with the friends I now knew were fake and observed everything.

I knew almost all the places.

For example.

There is an underground escape route, but that one is guarded by a guard. The guard is one of the teachers of the orphanage.

There were a few escape routes, but none would work.

I still started observing the next few days until I heard something shocking.

"The next pair of kids will arrive in a week. The schizophrenic kid is the only one from the last place left as he is still not 6. He will probably be transported away even though he isn't of suitable age as we need more space"

This was something the teacher who guards the underground said. I accidentally overheard it and knew I needed to escape.

I racked my brains and finally found the best solution. A magnet. A magnet which I will build. 

I needed to build two magnets of around 12.5 square centimeters of area to be able to carry around 15kg of weight. 

I could easily get all the necessary materials from the kitchen and some other places to which I had access.

The next few days I started to steal some usable magnets from the engines of the vacuum cleaner, the microwave, the fridge and many more.

After 3 days I finally had enough material to escape.

I started building the two magnets with both being able to create a magnetic field.

"I finally did it", I said as I saw the magnet. I couldn't touch it yet as it was carrying quite a bit of electric current. With it, it was able to create the magnetic field.

To be able to ensure my safety I took all the plastic in the room and destroyed them.

With the destroyed plastic I built a small piece of cloth which I can put on myself. It should ensure me not get electrocuted.

Another thing I had was a small piece of rope.

I now had all the necessary things for my plan.

My plan was simple.

Every day in the early morning the chief will drive somewhere at 1 a.m. with his car.

The metal rolling gate will open his small car will drive out.

I first needed to get into the garage in which the car was. For which you need a code which I observed the days before.

I needed to get down the car as fast as possible and put one of the magnets on one of the iron pipes of the car.

The other magnet would attract the first one and generate enough power to easily carry me.

Then I put myself onto it and bind myself onto it with the rope as a small safety measure. The plastic should ensure my safety to not get electrocuted.

I would drive around under the car with him. When he is driving straight and no car is behind I will heat the magnet with a lighter. 

The heat should dissipate the magnetic field and destroy the connection between the magnets and the car.

I should fall to the ground and be able to run away.

After I knew my plan I was getting ready for everything. At around 1 a.m. I implemented my plan. 

Everything was going smoothly.

The magnet worked and I was under the car.

"Finally driving home from this shithouse again. At least I get money from that shit", I heard the chief cursing and going into the car.

The car soon started driving with me.

I knew I was outside when I saw the dirt under me. Luckily the car was suspended pretty high.

We seemed to be driving on a dirt road. 

When we were around 2 minutes away from the orphanage I heated the magnet. I soon fell a few centimeters and saw the car driving over me with only a few centimeters of air in between.

I immediately ran to the side to not get noticed by the chief.

I was hiding behind a tree nearby.

After the chief was away. I started to look around.

I noticed I was in a forest.

Luckily I could just follow the dirt road in the hope of finding the nearest city.

I ran the whole way as I knew the orphanage would see I was missing in a few hours.

They would start searching for cars and everything. I needed to use my won distance of them and find the nearest city first.

It took about an hour and I found myself on a street. Buildings in front of me.

I looked at the signs and saw I was in Pasadena, Los Angeles.

I quickly ran to the next police station to report everything that happened.

When I ran to the entrance of the police station some officers asked if they could help me.

This wasn't surprising as all my clothes were tattered.

"Help, please! Please", I screamed at one of the officers.

He had dark hair and was middle-aged.

"What is going on little guy?", the officer asked caringly picking me up. A few other officers also surrounded me. They knew something must have happened to me due to my clothes.

"I live in an orphanage. I managed to escape from there. They sell people", I said to them out of breath and crying.

"Do you know from where you came from?", the officer asked. He knew that if I couldn't help them right away and the gang which owned the orphanage knew I was missing they would run away and destroy every evidence.

The officers all called their superiors immediately.

"Can you show us, little guy? You will be a hero", the man said trying to coax me and calm me down.

I just nodded. I hoped to be able to avenge all the kids.

Soon what I assume is the captain came out.

"Hi, little guy. I am the boss here. My name is Tom Smith. Could you please show us from where you came from", he asked in a gentle voice.

I nodded and proceeded to drive with him towards the orphanage.

He was driving here with a few police officers and a whole S.W.A.T team.

After I showed him the place I was driven away again by a female police officer.

When I was at the police station I knew I needed to escape. I never ever wanted to go back to any orphanage again.

I ran out of the station when no one looked and ran around the city.

I went towards nearby streets around the city. I looked for an uninhabited house. I wanted to spend a few days there and look into my future meanwhile.

I walked around and soon found a house with a for sale sign in the yard.

I looked around the house and made sure no one would be living there. I broke in from behind. There was a small window in the cellar which was opened. I took a stick and managed to open the window. Afterward, I just started to sleep in the house.