Looking at the past

The door creaked open, and Vince walked into the dusty room. He looked around and saw it was empty and grey, almost like nobody has entered the room for thousands of years... until now. He searched around the room for a comfortable place to sit, and sat on the corner at the back of the room. He closed his eyes and his face pointed up. He cast his mind back to when he was a child. His grandmother suddenly appeared in his vision. He knew it wasn't real... because she was dead. Murdered by someone unknown. Suddenly, he remembered a day out with her, back when he was thirteen.

Vince was taken to the Natural Museum during his trip to South Africa, and he was extremely facinated by his discoveries. He did not know that apes were related to humans until recently. He did not know that birds were originally dinosaurs... but the best part of the day was when he learned that his grandmother was the granddaughter of a famous hunter who supposedly had the power to change into any animal he chose. Must have been where Vince got his power from. Coincidently, his name was Vincent Burrel Junior. Grandmother... Vince could not finish his thought before he burst into tears.

Vince got a slight fright as he heard another student ask him if he was ok. Vince was forced to dry his eyes before saying "I'm alright now." He was obviously far from ok, as a teardrop was still crawling down his cheek. "It's just... it's something that happened a long time ago." He didn't really want to give any details of his past... he felt it was too horrible for the other student, who looked ever so slightly younger than him. "Name's Vince."

"I just needed to think, that's all."
Vince then stopped crying. He felt as if a danger was approaching. But he did not know what the danger was... or even if it was real. He tried hard to ignore the feeling, but it became more intense. He looked at Felix. Could it be him? No... the danger seemed further away than that. "What about yourself? Why are you here?

Vince looked back at Felix. "Oh, I heard what you were saying. You wanted to see me cry like a baby." Vince smiled slightly, but it did not show his true emotion. Confused as $$$$, Vince decided to tell Felix what he felt. "It was... I can't really explain clearly, but it's like someone's here... someone evil... Someone I know." Vince did not pay attention to what he was saying, but knew what he was talking about. "Do you know anything about that?" Vince didn't expect an affirmative answer, but he thought he had to ask.

After hearing that Felix was late, told Felix "You should get going. If you're quick enough, you could just say you were getting your stuff." Vince stood up, and walked slowly towards the door. "Don't worry, I'm alright." Vince was still far from OK, but he didn't want to talk about it anymore. From thinking about his grandmother to thinking that someone was going to do something bad... perhaps kill him... that didn't exactly make him feel better.