The voice was almost drawling out in a magical voice, "Come… Come to me. This is your destiny. You have to accept it. Come… Come to me…" It was a slow, almost rhythmic voice which could calm down one"s soul. The surrounding chatter seemed to have stopped magically. Brad could not arrange his thoughts anymore. He felt drawn to that voice. Curiosity overtook him, and he closed his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw vast area of white s.p.a.ce. He should panic but he didn"t know why he felt so calm. He knew that he would get the answer to his question. As soon as he thought that, a voice sounded somewhere through the s.p.a.ce. He could not pinpoint it"s exact location, but he knew it was the same voice. That same voice which was calling him. Why would that voice call him? He was so lost in his own thoughts that he failed to notice the surroundings were getting clearer. He did not even notice that something, or rather someone was floating in front of him.
The voice called again. His stupor broke as the magnetic voice called out to him again. The vast area of s.p.a.ce now resembled something like that of a night sky. The sky was starry with no clouds. Brad looked around him as he saw the vast stretch of sky around him. He looked amazed, as he never saw such magnificent place.
He lifted his head and asked, "What is this place?"
"You know it well." The calm magnetic soothing voice said again. The magnetic voice belonged to the man floating in front of him. Brad took some time to process that not only the person in front of him was floating, but he himself, was floating too. He took a deep breath and asked again, "Why did you call me?"
"You are the person I am searching for thousands of years. Never thought that you would be born at this place. I searched and searched for you. Now that I have found you, you can"t recognize me anymore. Sigh." The man in front of Brad sighed. Pain was evident from his voice and expression.
"What do you mean by that? Why would you find me for thousands of years?"
"Knowing too much is not good for you. So, I can"t answer your question. But I have something to tell you, as my time is up. I can"t stay here anymore. Listen carefully, you have to find his legacy. You have to search for his legacy. It is somewhere here. In this place." He paused before he touched Brad"s head and a sliver of consciousness filled his mind. He could see something entering his brain but before he could say anything, pain exploded in his brain
He looked at the faint figure standing in front of him with a smile on his face. He could feel a pain hidden in the deep recess of his heart, but did not know what caused the pain. The stars were twinkling in the sky and as the image faded in front of him, he fell into a dreamless sleep again. He wanted to open his eyes but the pain in his forehead was overwhelming for him. He did not know what to do. He wanted to see the man again, but couldn"t. Even he did not know from where this attachment came. But for the first time in his life, he seemed to be attached to a stranger, whom he met for the first time.
He heard his mother calling for him. He could hear her panic-stricken voice, but couldn"t answer her. He wanted to tell her that he was fine but couldn"t. He did not know what happened to him. He could feel her touching him on his forehead, but he couldn"t open his eyes.
He tried to lift his hands, but couldn"t move them too. He felt like crying. Why did this happen to him? He wanted an answer. He wanted to console his mom and dad, but couldn"t. His mind was clear. He could hear everything clearly, but he couldn"t move his body. "Why G.o.d? Why me? Am I in coma? Why can"t I move? Is this some sort of punishment?" He thought frantically, but no matter how hard he tried, he did not get an answer. He felt drowsy again, and was almost asleep, when he heard his mother scream, "Stephan, come here. Fast. Fast." He p.r.i.c.ked his ears, and tried to hear their conversation, but couldn"t hear anything. "Why can"t I hear now?" He inwardly cursed himself.