Chapter 11: Childhood Home

I felt as though I had been born anew as I opened my eyelids at the sight of light. I was ready to expose myself when I suddenly felt like my lower body was being covered by something.

I noticed a blanket covering my lower body when I looked down. I quickly with a swift motion abstracted the blanket before slowly rising off the bed and putting my foot on the floor.

When my bare feet contacted the algid hardwood tiles of the stunning chamber, they felt frigid and exposed.

I felt even more enlightened in this area because it was adorned with art and had lovely white walls and a ceiling.

I had to fight through the soreness in my throat. In order to get out of bed, I put my hands close to myself. This time, I had no trouble with my legs. They had a congenial feel about them, as if I never had any injuries.

I started moving toward the door. My feet were caressed by chilly tiles, which produced an odd stimulation. My feet being so visibly exposed was actually sort of pleasant to experience.

Just as I was about to approach the oak wooden door, it sprang open. Reia hurried into the room and shut the door behind her.

She had no idea that I was positioned close to the bed. She turned to face me in an instant. The sudden surprise made her leap backward.

She composed herself before speaking up. She said in a beautiful, quiet voice, "You finally woke up." Her presence almost made me want to give her a hug, but I had to control my desire.

My voice may have been a little louder than I intended since I could see the delight in Reia's eyes when I said "Yes."

I had to gather myself by holding the bed to prevent falling as my eyesight felt a little fuzzy. Reia came running to assist me in standing.

She positioned me on the bed. My vision The suffering they were experiencing was unbearable. That was too much for me to handle.

Reia sprang back as I removed the eyepatch from my face, her eyes were in excruciating pain and her expression was filled with panic.

After a brief period of stillness, she eventually managed to speak, stuttering, "Your eyes." Her voice revealed evident anxiety.

She hurried over to a wardrobe at the far end of the room and immediately took out a mirror. She sprinted back my way and gave me the mirror.

My hands were trembling as I gripped the mirror and looked at it out of terror. My injured eye had recovered.

My abrupt astonishment caused me to drop the mirror to the floor. It happened that I could see once more, which was impossible.

The collision with the ground caused the mirror to break. Everything in front of me was covered in the broken fragments. In the tiny mirror fragments, I could see myself.

I could see my face. I could see my eyes. I could see my mouth. I could see my nose. And I could see my hair.

I haven't looked in the mirror ever since i had lost my eye.

I was scared to look in the mirror because I was afraid that I wouldn't like what I saw. And after all, who wants to be ugly?

But the more that I looked at myself in the mirror, the more that I began to like what I saw. My eyes were bright and beautiful.

My mouth was full and shapely. My nose wasn't too big or too small. And my hair was long and silky-smooth.

A laugh was audible. "Who was that?" I asked.

Reia looked at me as if I had just asked the universe to jump out of a spacecraft and onto her face. "What are you saying?" she answered.

I was taken aback by her response. It was as if she were speaking a different language, or perhaps even an entirely different species altogether. She gave me an odd look, almost as if I were a psychopath.

As I grabbed hold of my skull, a startling thought rang out in my head, 'It's just me, Charles.' My yelling, "Get out of my brain," caused Reia to flee the room her little, helpless face was covered in a terrified expression.

A sudden wave of mental shifting doubtfulness swept through my body as soon as I heard the words "It's me Leon."

It caused me to almost leap out of my skin. I was taken off guard by my thoughts, which made every hair on my body rise up.

My thoughts always a bit different than my actions. I was in a state of confusion, wondering why I was suddenly having so much doubt about Leon and what he really wanted with me.

I didn't know what to think or feel at that moment. The situation was so confusing, it almost felt like I was being attacked from both sides.

As if life wasn't already difficult enough, now I had these strange doubts creeping into my mind.

I tried to push them out of my head, but they kept coming back. It made me feel like there was something terribly wrong with me.

The feeling worsened as the seconds ticked by, and the more time that passed the more my doubts grew. They started to spread like a disease through my body and mind.

They became stronger and stronger as the minutes went by and eventually reached a crescendo as he kept drewing closer to my mind.

By this point, all I could think about was whether Leon wanted to kill me or not. My entire body felt like it was on fire from all of these thoughts rushing through it at once and my heart began to race wildly in fear of what would happen next.

Leon made a sudden appearance in front of me, making me jump off the bed. I continuously slapped myself as I thought I was in a dream state.

Just as Leon was about to reach my mind again, I heard a crack and felt a dull pain across my face.

Leon's footsteps receded from where he had been standing and the darkness flooded back into the room again.

The seconds that passed seemed like hours, but eventually I noticed that Leon was no longer in front of me.

I stumbled to the floor as the bed under me vanished into thin air. My vision turned completely dark, and the room began to tremble.

I feel like I'm floating in space. Then, all of a sudden, I was on a street with my childhood home in front of me. Surely this is a dream world.

As I am walking home to my childhood apartment, I slowly feel another mind overtake mine. Just as Leon reaches my mind again, I hear a crack and feel a dull pain that shoots across my whole face.

Leon's footsteps receded from my brain, and with that sharp thwack back in my head, the darkness flooded back into the room. I fumble for a light switch and now I notice blood, gushing from the left side of my mouth.