From the moment he had escaped from that room, John had been scared. He didn’t want to go to prison, he’d get stabbed in the joint. John didn’t realize that a minor with alcohol probably wouldn’t be the worst thing that could exist, and many police officers would probably just arrest him for a short period of time, so he ran.
John didn’t have the time to worry about the effects his ability could have in his body, and as a result he ran like a madman while in a state of non-existence. He ran until he was relatively deep in the forest. John looked around and found that there was no being that could have recognized him in the area, he deactivated his ability. John gripped his left side of his chest, right over his heart. This was the first time he had used his ability for such a long duration since his flight from that damned lab in America. John deposited his bag in a bush, and as to not let his body rest and let his panic set in he activated his ability again.
John wandered a bit with his ability active as he pondered what to do. Should he go find friends? John shook his head vigorously at the thought. He didn’t want to entangle them with his problems. Then he thought about going incognito for a while and waiting a bit for everything to die down, but what purpose would that serve? There were people there that remembered his face, it would be quite easy to identify him. John realized then that there was only one choice, to turn himself in. There wasn’t a viable way for him to survive for a long period of time by himself anyway, since he probably wouldn’t be able to get food from the school as a kid running from the law.
“Oh god I am going to get an earful for this”
John sighed and started his long trudge to the Police station in the downtown area. Each step harder yet more resolute than before.
John got to the downtown police office and walked up to the front desk. Once he got to the front desk he released his ability and came into existence with a Crack
“H-Hi…. My name is J-John M-Miller, I’m here to t-turn myself in”
@Kadakism
John didn’t have the time to worry about the effects his ability could have in his body, and as a result he ran like a madman while in a state of non-existence. He ran until he was relatively deep in the forest. John looked around and found that there was no being that could have recognized him in the area, he deactivated his ability. John gripped his left side of his chest, right over his heart. This was the first time he had used his ability for such a long duration since his flight from that damned lab in America. John deposited his bag in a bush, and as to not let his body rest and let his panic set in he activated his ability again.
John wandered a bit with his ability active as he pondered what to do. Should he go find friends? John shook his head vigorously at the thought. He didn’t want to entangle them with his problems. Then he thought about going incognito for a while and waiting a bit for everything to die down, but what purpose would that serve? There were people there that remembered his face, it would be quite easy to identify him. John realized then that there was only one choice, to turn himself in. There wasn’t a viable way for him to survive for a long period of time by himself anyway, since he probably wouldn’t be able to get food from the school as a kid running from the law.
“Oh god I am going to get an earful for this”
John sighed and started his long trudge to the Police station in the downtown area. Each step harder yet more resolute than before.
John got to the downtown police office and walked up to the front desk. Once he got to the front desk he released his ability and came into existence with a Crack
“H-Hi…. My name is J-John M-Miller, I’m here to t-turn myself in”
@Kadakism