The darkness around them shifted, it changed to depict a bedroom, with a small Nathanial under the bed, the boy had been crying. Nathanial looked at himself, hiding from the real world under a bed. The child then spoke. "I will have what I want, I am in control!" and then began to cry again.
The scene faded, and the figure continued You spoke those words with so much conviction Nate, and I was impressed, for a five year old to have such a strong will in wanting to control the world around himself, well what could I do other than help you. So I began to assist you in your everyday life, pushing you in directions you might never have gone, prodding you into asking questions you would have never had asked, I was the guiding light for you to gain exactly what you were after, it was me Nate, though all the knowledge and power that I have, I gave you what you wanted...
Nathanial smiled, the figure was fully enwraped in his story, if there was a time to act, it would be now, a plan began to come together, disjointed in his mind, but he wanted it that way, just in case the figure tapped into his thoughts.
The figure continued to talk, explaining every example of where "he" had assisted Nathanial in achieving what he wanted, explaining how Nathanial would have failed if it wasn't for him.
Nathanial was positive that their current location was somewhere in his own mind, it was the only conclusion that would help explain the current situation, or he hoped that was the case. So if infact it was in his own mind, he somehow would have to have the ability to manipulate the world that he and the figure now inhabited. Remembering the lack of ability of the figure being able to control the light, he concluded that the light had some connection to Nathanial's conscious ability. And finally he knew that the power that the figure had here was not infinte, it had limitations, with this he started his plan.
[To be continued]
Lieutenant Nathanial Doyle
Chief Science Officer
USS Charon
