The Prophecy

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Only a few times have I been so tired when I went to sleep that I had no idea where I was when I woke the next morning. This was one of those mornings. When I entered the room the night before, I really didn’t look around much. So there was a reason nothing looked familiar, because it wasn’t. As my mind began to wake up, I slowly started to remember the events of the previous day. Did all that really happen? How else can I explain being here? It became even stranger when I stumbled into the bathroom and everything was laid out for me, including new clothes in my exact size. Is there anything these people don’t know about me? For the first time in my life, I think I experienced paranoia.

After showering and putting on my new clothes, I entered through the door into the main room. There at the table the entire group was assembled just as the night before. Had they left at all? They obviously had because they were wearing different clothes. How long had they been sitting there? Is that bacon I smell?!? And sausage gravy and biscuits? Eggs, over easy! This wasn’t any European breakfast nonsense or God forbid, Scottish breakfast with haggis and blood pudding. No, this was a 100% genuine Southern American breakfast. They did know everything about me. I surrender. I was putty in their hands.

It was obvious that there were those around the table that did not share my enthusiasm for the feast set before me. That just meant more for me. When I had eaten more than seemed humanly possible to both me and everyone at the table, the meeting unofficially began.

The apparent leader of the group spoke. “Today we will examine the prophecy. This is the final step in determining if you are the one.” Part of me was h...

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... rest of your life. If you choose to accept the prophecy as your destiny, that decision comes with great risk. If you choose not to accept this as your destiny, then you are not the one because the prophecy tells us that the one gives himself willing give to the cause. We believe you are the one, but what we believe is irrelevant. What matters is what you believe. Because this is not a decision made in hast, I am suggesting you take a few hours and weight your options. We would rather you not leave Dower House, so possibly just retire to your private quarters for a time. We will be here when you have made your decision.”

I did have many things to consider. With a nod, I stood and when into my bedroom and closed the door. After an hour or so, I was mentally exhausted. So I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

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