Corey had not been on the island a week and yet it felt as though he was home - a feeling he had not felt in many years. Although Manta Carlos was filled with supernatural creatures and the stuff of nightmares, there was something comforting about knowing those around him have been through similar experiences. It was true that his powers were new to him and he was still yet to have full control over them but after going back out into the world, he had felt so unnatural and alone. Now, Corey no longer felt the need to look over his shoulder in fear that he was being pursued. In fact, all thoughts of the facility had left his mind upon arrival.
The academy had power classes that he attended to manage his abilities, on top of the guidance Peregrine was giving him. After the lesson had concluded, Corey picked his backpack up and slung it over one shoulder. It seemed as though he wasn't making much progress but it had only been a few days; he was bound to get better. He followed the flow off students out of the room and into the busy corridor. Everywhere he turned, something astounding seemed to be happening. Taking on all of the knowledge about the island and its inhabitants was almost overwhelming and he found himself asking way too many questions. Sometimes he felt stupid when he didn't know what a succubus was or thought demons were the evil that the stories had lead him to believe. Everyone had to start somewhere, though.
Working his way through the bustle in the corridors, Corey caught a glance of someone. Someone he felt like he should know but he didn't. At least, he didn't at first. Thoughts of bright lights flashed in front of his eyes. The unforgiving lights that never went out. His vision hurried from the crowded school before him to that white hell. Corey had to stop, moving to the side to allow people to pass. He knew where he had seen that face.
Back when he was being transported in the facility, Corey saw, only for an instant, the boy pass him by. No voice or name to put to a face but it was definitely him. His mind surged with memories until he shook himself out of it. Corey often found himself trapped in his own thoughts but those ones were the ones that he kept locked away, afraid that it would drive him back to that horrible place. For months, he thought about that one boy he saw, never a glimpse of him again. Were there others like him there? Children that were taken and experimented on? His questions were never answered.
That boy may have been through the torture that he had endured. He needed answers. Corey ran, meandering through the crowd to reach him. After thinking he had lost him, the dark-haired boy resurfaced and Corey caught him up. He put a hand on his arm when the boy turned to face him. A face that brought back the horrors of his past but it was someone just like him. "I know you."
@Saber
The academy had power classes that he attended to manage his abilities, on top of the guidance Peregrine was giving him. After the lesson had concluded, Corey picked his backpack up and slung it over one shoulder. It seemed as though he wasn't making much progress but it had only been a few days; he was bound to get better. He followed the flow off students out of the room and into the busy corridor. Everywhere he turned, something astounding seemed to be happening. Taking on all of the knowledge about the island and its inhabitants was almost overwhelming and he found himself asking way too many questions. Sometimes he felt stupid when he didn't know what a succubus was or thought demons were the evil that the stories had lead him to believe. Everyone had to start somewhere, though.
Working his way through the bustle in the corridors, Corey caught a glance of someone. Someone he felt like he should know but he didn't. At least, he didn't at first. Thoughts of bright lights flashed in front of his eyes. The unforgiving lights that never went out. His vision hurried from the crowded school before him to that white hell. Corey had to stop, moving to the side to allow people to pass. He knew where he had seen that face.
Back when he was being transported in the facility, Corey saw, only for an instant, the boy pass him by. No voice or name to put to a face but it was definitely him. His mind surged with memories until he shook himself out of it. Corey often found himself trapped in his own thoughts but those ones were the ones that he kept locked away, afraid that it would drive him back to that horrible place. For months, he thought about that one boy he saw, never a glimpse of him again. Were there others like him there? Children that were taken and experimented on? His questions were never answered.
That boy may have been through the torture that he had endured. He needed answers. Corey ran, meandering through the crowd to reach him. After thinking he had lost him, the dark-haired boy resurfaced and Corey caught him up. He put a hand on his arm when the boy turned to face him. A face that brought back the horrors of his past but it was someone just like him. "I know you."
@Saber
