Heroes

October 18, 2026 | 8:40 PM | Living Room

Another weekday was drawing to a close. After making yourself a cup of coffee, you walked into the living room, where your parents were watching the news as usual. There they were again. Heroes. You rolled your eyes. You were tired of all this pathos, and you never believed in their miraculous abilities. But your parents were simply crazy and never missed a single news broadcast.

You go to your room, sit down at the table, and continue your chores. Suddenly, your little brother runs into the room and starts pestering you. After shooing him away with some disgruntled comments and closing the door, you're about to get back to work. You take a step, still irritated, when something happens. (Choose and, after editing, write down what exactly.) You don't understand what, but you sense something is wrong. Shaking your head, you decide it's just fatigue and it's time to go to bed.

October 29, 2026 | 1:30 PM | Street

The next day, having already forgotten about yesterday's incident, you're walking home from school. Taking a shortcut through an alley, you pass between small houses. Suddenly, a sharp, though not severe, pain shoots through your shoulder. Your head spins, your thoughts become cloudy, and you pass out.

October 20, 2026 | 4:30 PM | Medical Center

You woke up quickly enough. Opening your eyes, you realized you weren't even outside. This was some kind of hospital room, or at least that's what it seemed like. Turning your head, you noticed a guy sitting on a chair next to the bed you were lying on. His eyes were closed; he was asleep (apparently he hadn't waited for you to wake up). His brown hair fell over his forehead, which was resting against the headboard. Jerking in surprise, you realized something was blocking you. A hand. Your right wrist was handcuffed to the headboard, preventing you from escaping. And on your left hand was some kind of strange bracelet.