He could hear voices everywhere, strapped to the chair. Talks about future plans, talks about lives, talks about the experiment. How to control a SOUL, etc. Lucas felt the sweat covering his head, the inevitable daily testing creeping around the corner. It had worked, indeed, he felt it. He looked at the clock. It read 7:50 am. He squirmed, freeing his hand from the bonds. There was no telling who was behind the glass, it was a one-way mirror. He extended his hand towards the clock. And the clock rewinded, going back to 6:50 am. He heard muffled shouting, confused, scared chattering. Why? Because the boundary of a SOUL has been broken.
He could control time.
The light returned, eyes squinting at the sudden jolt that shook him awake. He seemed to be at a river, the waterfalls soothing his anxiety. His brother was nowhere in sight, and there wasn’t any exit nearby, either. It was dark, b