Wavelength series premier
11/18 - 10:30 pm
I have never been this troubled before. I lay awake tonight, still deeply troubled about what had happened earlier. I keep looking back at this thinking and contemplating about why this happened. What had caused this mass explosion of this gift or curse that I have discovered? Is there more I can do? Or does it stay here?
I paused and looked up to the ceiling to at least do some soul searching, and finding myself at a crossroads. So I continued journaling to put my thoughts out on paper
What do I do? Do I explore and see how far I can stretch it? Or just let it be? You know what: I am going to attempt to explore this new found talent (If you could even call it that) and see if there is more.
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I quickly shut my journal when I heard some footsteps approaching my room. I quickly shut my journal and turned off my light that was sitting next to me, and got under my covers. As my mom entered the door she said, "Good night Jake! Sleep well!" She approached me and we had a short chat. She left just as quickly as she had arrived, and shut the door, leaving me to my devices.
I waited for a moment and then grabbed my phone that was sitting on the nightstand on my right side and started to do some research. While I was researching I eventually reached the weird part of the internet, so I stopped looking at those websites and started to specify my research. All I found was stuff on empaths. Nothing more.
Frustrated I shook my head and started to brainstorm how I could try and understand what I could do to explore this new level of empathy which I had discovered a few hours prior. Then I remembered something from my psychology class that I was taking that fall. You never forget a face. So not knowing what would happen, I closed my eyes.
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I opened them to find myself inside of my mind. I wandered and wandered until I found this room in the back of my head that I had not been in in a really long time. I walked toward that room, and cautiously opened the door that entered into it, because the door was so old it creaked while it was opening. Then, because it was kind of dark and creepy at first, I reached around the corner and felt around for a light switch. I found one and flipped it. Nothing happened. I figured that it was just the wiring, so I continued forward.
It took my eyes a moment to adjust, and what I saw was astounding. From what little light that was entering the room, I could tell that I had not been in there in a long time because there were cobwebs growing all around. I continued forward and looked over to my left and reached my hand forward until it ended up touching something cold. I wiped off the dust that was around where my hand was, and felt the numbers "1998" engraved on it. I put my full hand on the file cabinet and was completely unaware of what was to come.
A jolt of energy surged through me and what I could only assume were memories flashed in front of my eyes. I jumped back, and the phrase well that was weird ran through my head. Next, I opened that specific cabinet and what rolled out when I opened it was about 300 nilla folders, and written on them were specific dates. I opened up the first folder, and the first face that I saw was my mom, all sweaty from labor. I continued flipping through the folder and the second face that I saw was my dad, then continuing on I saw both grandma and grandpas.
Deciding to get back on track, I put the folder back where I found it and then closed that cabinet and started to search for the current year. I found it after a few minutes, and I opened that file cabinet while brushing it off. I opened the drawer and flipped through the nilla folders looking for today's date. I found the folder and opened it. I flipped through all of the pictures that were in that folder and eventually found the kid that I accidentally made eye contact with at the airport. The border of the picture was highlighted, which made it easier to find. I further examined the room and found a small gap between two of the file cabinets that was way to small to fit into. I felt around the room and found a switch. I flipped that switch, and then the two file cabinets that had the small gap between them opened up like a pair of double doors. This revealed a corridor that jetted out to the right. suspicious, I walked through the corridor. I looked over to my right and found another light switch. I flipped that switch, and the fluorescent lights that were above my head turned on one by one, revealing a rather large flight of stairs.
Because I have not discovered this area of my mind before, both the floor and stairs continued creaking, giving me an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I soon reached the bottom of the stairs. This ultimately opened up a large room with a rounded desk, computer, and a very large screen on the wall beyond the desk. On the desk, there was a scanner. I looked into my right hand and saw the picture that I had taken from the other room that was connected to the basement. It took me a moment to understand what I was to do. I moved forward and approached the desk, sat in the old office chair that was there, and moved the mouse to wake up the computer. What a stupid move. You have never been in here before you idiot I thought to myself, after the fact. of course. I searched around for the hard drive, and I found it underneath the desk.
I pushed the power button and the computer turned on, and on the screen, it said "Welcome, Jake" and below it was a bar that was empty that said "password." I thought hard about what the password could possibly be. I came up with a couple of ideas and I tried both of them, and they did not work. It turns out that I had a limited number of attempts. 3 to be exact. That's when it hit me, 2831. My favorite bible verse.
I tried it and the entire system turned on. Everything. The screen, computer, and the lights at the base of the stairs. On the screen, it showed some directions. The first of these was to scan the picture into the computer. I did as I was told on the screen. The scanner was working, but the waiting was killing me. A minute passed, feeling like an hour, and the scanner finished. Finally, I thought to myself, now I just have to figure out what all of these security measures were for. The image showed up on the screen next to me.
The next direction showed up on the big screen on the wall. "Click send" It read. Ok, I thought to myself, Let's see what happens here. That's when the anxiety showed up in my mind. All of the sudden, the lights and system started to flicker. Ok so maybe it only works when I am confident. Taken off guard when the entire system started to flicker, I stepped back. But I took a deep breath and continued on. Nervously, I clicked send on the computer. The image went up into what I could only assume was the cloud. Then, I looked at the screen in front of me, the image was changing to a brilliant blue, with the word "loading" with three dots after it showed up in the bottom left-hand corner.
After about five minutes of nervous waiting the screen changed to a background with the skyline of Chicago blurred out with a ton of information on the screen. There were several different folders that were labeled general information, last 24 hours, further details, felony/crime, contact information, Social media, and also interests and activities. Rather disturbed I could do this, a continued on, enthralled in what was going on, I am pretty sure that my eyes were so wide open that my eyes looked like they were out of there sockets, and my jaw on the floor. What could happen if someone got into my head? I thought to myself. I grabbed the other mouse that was on the other side of the desk, and examined further.
The first thing that I decided to look at was the folder that said general information because to me, that seemed like I was not digging real deep into his life. When I clicked on the folder about five different files showed up. I clicked on the first one "Name and age." reading from left to right it read "Name: Dylan Thompson, Age: 12, Hometown: Orlando Fl." I hit escape on the computer and it went back to the home screen. I clicked on the folder that said "interests" and I was surprised at how many things showed up. Just to name a few athletics, hobbies, and academics. The list continued on from there. I first clicked on athletics, and I have to say I wasn't really surprised. According to the way he carried himself at the airport, my initial thoughts were correct. The screen read "Basketball and football: Positions; Point gaurd and Tight end." There were more athletics listed, but I did not want to examine further. I clicked on the next file which was music, and I saw his entire Itunes library. I really wasn't surprised at what I saw in his library, but I was upset that I could tell all of this, and I decided to be done with the entire situation so I closed out of everything, took the image out of the scanner and turned off the computer. I dropped the picture into the folder where I found it and put that back where I found it.
***
I jerked my eyes open, ran into the bathroom, splashed some water on my face, and cried for a couple minutes, completely unaware of what I was feeling. I was trying to be quiet, and trying to contain myself. I ran back to my bed, and completely restless I wrote in my journal about what had happend, and then stopped at 12 am, and then layed awake until about 1, thinking about this gift or curse, Knowing I had to examine further, and not tell anyone about what had just happened.