February 25, 2012
Unwilling World Unveiling

It sucks being on the run. I miss my friends. I miss my house, now that I know it's not haunted. I even miss my job. The one thing that makes it bearable is that Sarah is here. I know what you're thinking--it doesn't take a psychic either--but you're too late. The next thing you're thinking is that under such pressure that what we have can't be real. That spectre looms large over me sometimes. Sarah dismisses it. This life of looking over your shoulder is something she is familiar with. I don't think the men who tried to abduct me knew who she was, but others like them have dogged her in the past. She says that like anything else you get used to it.

I am a part of a different world now. I know how trite talk like that used to sound to me, but it's true. I'm certainly not bragging. I've been forced into it and it's the kind of different world of the homeless and the destitute, except we're not destitute. I slipped under the radar thanks to Sarah's foreknowledge of how the suits work, and pulled out as much money as I could before the O.S.I.R. froze the accounts.

I sometimes feel like we are close to slipping into that kind of life though--huddled under blankets in cardboard boxes. We have to keep moving every few days, and I fear we may have to make the ultimate disappearing act and meld into that faceless mass that no one, not even I, pays any close mind to while living our normal lives. Those agents and the interests they represent fear the power that I have and that other like me have, but look at the power they have to put me in a position like this.

You might see their point. You might, if you didn't know me, think that there must be some sacrifice for people to live peaceful lives, but is this really the way? Is it? I didn't do anything. I do not intend to do anything harmful or destructive or illicit. This is about an inborn talent, not one that can be learned, but how long do you think it will be before this behaviour is extended to abilities that can be learned. Have the wrong skill set and with no malice of your own you could end up just like me. Think about that.

Tags: agents, fear, intent, Ms. Jayne, Assistant to Myron Nath, law, O.S.I.R., power, psychic, reality, Umbral Intentions™.