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<blockquote data-quote="Insight" data-source="post: 2839007" data-attributes="member: 11437">Reggie drove his Lincoln Towncar around the corner and stopped.&nbsp; &quot;OK, Vince,&quot; he said, &quot;Start talking.&quot;Vincent squirmed a bit, looking at Jamie, who said nothing but returned a &quot;What?&quot; look on her face.&nbsp; &quot;Well, uh... I thought maybe it was a temporary thing,&quot; he began.&nbsp; &quot;I realize now that's it not... so I guess I should come clean about the whole thing.&quot;&nbsp; He turned to Jamie.&nbsp; &quot;This is what I told Reg the other night, and it's really all that I know.&quot;&quot;Oooooo... kay...&quot; Jamie replied, cautious and curious.&nbsp; &quot;See, for the past couple of weeks, a month maybe, I've been seeing things.&nbsp; I thought maybe it was hallucinations after that bad x we took, but it's not.&nbsp; I'm seeing strange things that are real to me, but no one else can see them.&nbsp; Not scary things, not all the time anyway, but things nonetheless.&nbsp; I really don't know what to do with all of this.&quot;Jamie smirked, now finally in on what's been going on with Vincent.&nbsp; &quot;What sort of things?&nbsp; Why didn't you tell me?&quot;Vincent closed his eyes.&nbsp; &quot;I didn't want to scare you... or have you think any less of me.&quot;&quot;That's ridiculous,&quot; Jamie shot back.&nbsp; &quot;It's not possible for me to think any less of you.&quot;&nbsp; She smiled, and Reggie laughed.Vincent smiled.&nbsp; &quot;It's hard to describe what I see,&quot; he explained.&nbsp; &quot;It just sort of happens... I am sitting somewhere, or walking in the neighborhood... visions appear.&nbsp; I have no control over it, and I don't know what it all means.&nbsp; I might see the image of a dead person over what is a real person walking past me, or a halo above someone's head.&nbsp; Sometimes, things glow in certain colors.&nbsp; It's nothing specific enough that I can describe any better than that.&quot;&quot;Maybe you just need to be on Paxil or something,&quot; Reggie suggested.&quot;Maybe not,&quot; Jamie countered.&nbsp; &quot;Maybe it's what I thought all along... Vince here is special.&quot;&nbsp; She smiled, but this was not intended as a joke.&quot;She feels something for me...&quot; Vincent learned.&nbsp; He tried hard not to let that feeling, whatever it was, cloud his mind.&nbsp; Vincent feared that these special senses would overwhelm him, and distort what reality he had left.&nbsp; He still didn't know whether he could believe these senses.&quot;So what now?&quot; Reggie asked.&nbsp; They had yet to address the problem with the people in Vincent's house, and why they wanted Vincent.&quot;I have no idea,&quot; Vincent replied.&nbsp; &quot;Those men... they said they want me for something.&nbsp; They can't possibly know... can they?&quot;Jamie was agape.&nbsp; &quot;You think they are after you for your abilities?&quot; she asked.&nbsp; &quot;I don't understand how anyone could know.&nbsp; You just told me, and I'm your best friend.&quot;&quot;I thought I was your best friend,&quot; Reggie interjected.Vincent frowned in frustration.&nbsp; &quot;Maybe this is from watching the entire run of The X-Files,&quot; he said.&nbsp; &quot;But what if they can somehow detect people like me?&nbsp; What if it's the government?&quot;Throwing her arms around Vincent's chest from the backseat, Jamie offered, &quot;We'll protect you.&quot;&quot;Seriously, though,&quot; Reggie suggested.&nbsp; &quot;We have two options: run far, far away... or stay here and find out what they want.&quot;&nbsp; He then looked to Vincent for a decision.&quot;We stay then,&quot; Vincent decided.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Insight, post: 2839007, member: 11437"] Reggie drove his Lincoln Towncar around the corner and stopped. [color=orange]"OK, Vince,"[/color] he said, [color=orange]"Start talking."[/color] Vincent squirmed a bit, looking at Jamie, who said nothing but returned a [i]"What?"[/i] look on her face. [color=orange]"Well, uh... I thought maybe it was a temporary thing,"[/color] he began. [color=orange]"I realize now that's it not... so I guess I should come clean about the whole thing."[/color] He turned to Jamie. [color=orange]"This is what I told Reg the other night, and it's really all that I know."[/color] [color=orange]"Oooooo... kay..."[/color] Jamie replied, cautious and curious. [color=orange]"See, for the past couple of weeks, a month maybe, I've been [i]seeing things[/i]. I thought maybe it was hallucinations after that bad x we took, but it's not. I'm seeing strange things that are real to me, but no one else can see them. Not scary things, not all the time anyway, but things nonetheless. I really don't know what to do with all of this."[/color] Jamie smirked, now finally in on what's been going on with Vincent. [color=orange]"What sort of things? Why didn't you tell me?"[/color] Vincent closed his eyes. [color=orange]"I didn't want to scare you... or have you think any less of me."[/color] [color=orange]"That's ridiculous,"[/color] Jamie shot back. [color=orange]"It's not possible for me to think any less of you."[/color] She smiled, and Reggie laughed. Vincent smiled. [color=orange]"It's hard to describe what I see,"[/color] he explained. [color=orange]"It just sort of happens... I am sitting somewhere, or walking in the neighborhood... visions appear. I have no control over it, and I don't know what it all means. I might see the image of a dead person over what is a real person walking past me, or a halo above someone's head. Sometimes, things glow in certain colors. It's nothing specific enough that I can describe any better than that."[/color] [color=orange]"Maybe you just need to be on Paxil or something,"[/color] Reggie suggested. [color=orange]"Maybe not,"[/color] Jamie countered. [color=orange]"Maybe it's what I thought all along... Vince here is [i]special[/i]."[/color] She smiled, but this was not intended as a joke. [color=lightblue][i]"She feels something for me..."[/i][/color] Vincent learned. He tried hard not to let that feeling, whatever it was, cloud his mind. Vincent feared that these special senses would overwhelm him, and distort what reality he had left. He still didn't know whether he could believe these senses. [color=orange]"So what now?"[/color] Reggie asked. They had yet to address the problem with the people in Vincent's house, and why they wanted Vincent. [color=orange]"I have no idea,"[/color] Vincent replied. [color=orange]"Those men... they said they want me for something. They can't possibly know... can they?"[/color] Jamie was agape. [color=orange]"You think they are after you for your [i]abilities?[/i]"[/color] she asked. [color=orange]"I don't understand how anyone could know. You just told me, and I'm your best friend."[/color] [color=orange]"I thought [i]I[/i] was your best friend,"[/color] Reggie interjected. Vincent frowned in frustration. [color=orange]"Maybe this is from watching the entire run of The X-Files,"[/color] he said. [color=orange]"But what if they can somehow [i]detect[/i] people like me? What if it's the government?"[/color] Throwing her arms around Vincent's chest from the backseat, Jamie offered, [color=orange]"We'll protect you."[/color] [color=orange]"Seriously, though,"[/color] Reggie suggested. [color=orange]"We have two options: run far, far away... or stay here and find out what they want."[/color] He then looked to Vincent for a decision. [color=orange]"We stay then,"[/color] Vincent decided. [/QUOTE]

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