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<Chapter I>
It didn't occurred to me then that a small bump on my head will have such a tremendous impact on my life and the people close to me...
SIX WEEKS AGO...
'Look out, Mike!' screamed little Jojo.
'What the...', I snapped back. But before I could turn around, I felt a hard hit on my right temple and all went black and hazy. That nasty hurling football was all it takes to knock me out cold...
The last thing I saw was Jojo's face - a girl sporting a boy's haircut, dressed in jeans and a red T-shirt. I felt a strange sense of serenity as blood trickled down my right temple. For a blinking moment I thought I had died. As fate has its' devilish claim on me, I survived.
There was a green haze all round and a distinct fragrant smell that filled the dreamscape. Presented in front of me were two floating beings clad in black metallic. Their hooded faces were obscured from sight, except for gleaming green eyes... but hold on! they had three eyes each!
My knees went numb and jelly, afterall what do you expect from an eight year old in a situation like this? They motioned me to step forward. I hesitated but felt an unexplainable closeness to the beings. They started to speak...
'Mike, do not be afraid. Come forth, our son.'
'What? Who? But.. ', words were beyond me.
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