A tiny voice whispered, “Is he the one?”
Steven listened intently, eyes closed, trying to hear more noises. With rising curiosity, he opened his eyes a sharp pinpoint of light blinded him. The beam of light intense, pain shot throughout his whole body. Fear, suspicion, and curiosity grew. His eyes glazed over in wonderment. He concentrated on the source of all the energy.
Through the light he observed another strange universe. It tempted and teased Steven, but he shrank back into the shadows. As quickly as it began, it ended. His room back to the way it looked before. Through the darkness he felt for his teddy bear. It had happened so fast, had he been dreaming? There was a faint, but distinct sound coming out over the speaker of his record player, he held his breath and listened.
“Is he the one?...is he the one?”
But there was no record.
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