A rude awakening is definitely what it was.

It was sudden.

Everything just seemed to happen too quickly. Maybe it was my young age that made it hard for me to understand. Maybe it was just me not willing to accept my fate.

"87 is present. Her vitals are fine and she is prepared for testing. She has already received three doses of Serum test number 4877." A clip board lady informed.

I was blindfolded and escorted to another room. A man's voice soon filled my ear after the woman's.

"Yes. This will be the first test of its kind. Bring in inmate 12. Hindsight testing."

"Roger."

It was like I wasn't even here, like I kept thinking all of this was just a dream. Thinking that I actually would be able to go home.

I heard shackles enter somewhere in front of me, then a chair's legs screeching as it was dragged directly in front of me.

It wasn't long before I could feel someone's breath fanning across my face.

"Remove the blindfold." The man said.

And the blindfold was lifted. My eyes adjusted immediately to the light, but I wasn't expecting to come in contact with someone else's.

"So, 87." The man behind me called. "We have to put you into some intense training. I thought the first step would be to desensitize you, but I then thought 'why not kill two birds with one stone'. See this here is William Drones. He was convicted of 62 rapes and multiple mass homicides. He will be your first target."

I didn't know what to feel. "Will I be killing him?" I both spoke and pondered.

My question was left unanswered, yet the man behind me kept talking.

"While you were sleep we augmented your eyes so they could pick up reflected and absorbed light from the optic nerve of anyone in your sight. This gives you access to the memory neurons in the brains of those who fall victim to your ability. Allowing you access to all their memories. Additionally, you now have keener vision. " he explained.

I could definitely tell that my eye sight was sharper. I was able to see the disgusting amount of grime building up in the corner of the rooms. I could also see the large amount of holes inside of William's eyes.

His green eyes that I should not have been looking at. I stared in them, enveloped in their beauty for much longer that I should have.

My eyes sort of. . . zoomed in . . .on their own. Before I could stop them I found myself in the body of someone else.

A young white boy. Brown hair and green eyes.

Somehow I just knew that's what I looked like.

"Will, this way." Shante ordered.

I don't know why I know who Shante is but, I do. I hate Shante.

Wait, it's not me who hates Shante, it's Willam who does.

"No, over here, they won't catch us this way."

He was tricking his sister. I knew his intentions and I no longer wanted to watch.

His first rape and murder.

His own sister.

William was suddenly much older now and his fist was half way in a woman's throat. She was on the verge of death and pleading for her life from this monster.

He was in jail and in pain now.

Being cut, stabbed and jumped, planning in his head how he'd pick each and every one of his attackers off.

I could also see his thoughts. . . So was another one of my abilities mind reading?

A gruesome scene of William stabbing an inmate in the eyes made me close my own, and jolted me back into my own body.

I was still, but only for a second.

I was alone in the room with this monster.

I had just seen a play of all the bad things he's done. All his memories.

I'm so terrified that I begin to shake and scream.

The man from earlier comes back in, and instead of helping me, he makes the situation a million times worse.

"87 has completed the first stage of the test. Moving on to phase two, combat." He tells the woman that's holding the clip board.

"Release his chains." He orders. "Give weapons only to William."