Harper
In shock at the mass growing in front of her. It is beginning to grow bigger. Her name must be Amelia Haroer Edison and that is comforting to know. Seeing this coagulated mass formation grow from a small one centimeter to one inch, to one foot in seconds the more she focuses on it is amazing and a little worry some at the same time. But she has no fear. It is as if she is familiar with the mass. As if she has seen it before but just doesnt remember... she reaches her hand out and places on arm into it and it goes inside. But not out the other end. She removes her arm. It is still just a normal arm. She then decides to make the mass bigger and grabs it as its' sides and focuses and begins to stretch it, imagining it as being putty like. Now the mass is about five feet wide and four feet tall. She stared through it. Staring through it images start to surface. Are the memories playing like on a private television reel just for me? I see me with a beautiful woman. We are lip locked my fingers through her hair and we are staring deeply into eachothers eyes. I see myself mouth the words "I Love You". The memory vanishes into smoke and another one appears of a group of men in black suits surrounding me outside of a building. I have my hands extended downward, palms showing in surrender. They quickly march up to me and use electrical sticks to knock me out. Is this how I ended up here?
I wonder if I am able to control this mass, this wormhole or whatever it is called. I close my eyes hold my hands out at sides facing upwards but in towards my chest. Not sure why I choose this position, I suppose I just felt natural. I focus on this girl I saw in the memory. The girl with the red hair. The beautiful girl with long beautiful red hair, cherry lips, who was tall and perfectly slender and just the perfect height. Whose lips fit my lips, who held me so delicately. I focus on need to be near her at all costs and in doing so something bursts out of me some force vectoring me towards the mass. Into it sending my wholeness essence into it. But I fight it. I place a foot forward to hold myself back. What if this thing sends me into a black hole in outer space and I die or I get stuck in it and end up nowhere. I have to many questions and not enough answers. Should I even be using this here and now? They could be watch. They could be watching! Harper takes a deep collected breath and relaxes every muscle in her body and makes her mind blank and the mass and everything with it dissapears. It is as though her body has this muscle memory she has no idea even existed. She knows she has used this gift thousands of times before.
It is then I hear a knock on the door.