Sometimes mind reading isn't all that bad as it turns out to be.
|Wherever there is an advantage there is always a disadvantage too. That's what Graham had been told ever since he was a little kid. His story for becoming a mind reader was an situation for this motto.
Right now, walking down the busy streets of New York, he found himself lost in the sorrounding bustle of human minds.
Ok, so when I reach work I'm going to have to email Sandra -
23 Almond Crescent. 23 Almond Crescent. 23 Almond Crescent...
It was a mess of thoughts all signalled to his tiny human brain. He had gotten used to it though. It had been 13 years since he had been bought to light about it and was taught by the Mind Reading Society. There was sill a part of him that wanted to rid of this 'disease' yet he pushed that back to the furthest location of his mind for he knew that once you're in there is no way out.
He shoved his hands into his brown blazer pocket and continoued walking in the same direction as all the other normal citizens as if though he was just like them.
I am going to do it. I will do it...
This thought he had heard among the sea of others made him stop in his tracks. It was the voice of a young female.
Nobody cares. Nobody will ever care. You'll feel better if you do.
It stuck out like a sore thumb, making him search for the owner.
Weird how no one saw. Busy with their own lives to even give a damn. It was only him in this moment that could save her. It was only him who could put her out of misery.
This was the adavantage of his power.
Saving a life.