The oracle

A miracle in the making

I arrived the park a little early as my nerves were all over the place. My palms were sweating and the itching of my ears got worse the closer I got. I decided to sit on the park to watch out for the guest who invited me along. As time went by they never had shown up. For some strange reason my hopes were there for a miracle. As I got up, the teens who were on the skate park left, shouting abuse at each other. So I decided to get up, I looked at my phone…8.45pm. Just then I heard a stranger approach the nearby gate.

I panicked and got out my canister ready to hit the intruder.

‘Hello’ said the stranger.

I suddenly freaked out and decided to try and bolt but the stranger grabbed me from behind covering my mouth.

‘Get off me you pervert!’ I managed to shout. I had no energy or strength.

‘It’s ok calm down calm down’ said the hooded figure. ‘My name is Clay and I’m not here to hurt you, I can explain everything just try not to run’.

‘Why should I trust you,I don’t know who you are and you have just tried snatching me!’.

The man, unable to hold me suddenly released me and removed his mask and hood. He stood there trying to hold back from saying anything else until I recognised Him. Oh my goodness, I knew this man. It was my professor.