2nd Chance

Another Beginning

I woke up in a dark room.

Dressed in a black suit….

As I stood up from the bed…

I saw my reflection…

A young man…

With a scar at the left side of his forehead…

As I looked around…

I saw a small dim light coming from a door…

I knew there is A NEW LIFE out there…

I opened it and…

I saw a narrow hallway…

I walked out thinking WHAT’S OUT THERE?

WHO IS THIS GUY IN A BLACK SUIT?

The trace of light became bigger…

I rushed towards the end of this narrow hallway

DEAD END

I looked up and saw the sun…

I saw a ladder and climbed up as fast as I could…

As I reach the top…

*beep beep*

WHAT’S THAT?!

“If you want to kill yourself… DON’T MAKE ME.... OKAY?! JUST JUMP OFF THAT BRIDGE!”

Then the man pointed a bridge made up of metal and cement..

“I’m sorry…” I said  and walked away of the “road”

Vehicles made up of metal? Sounds interesting…

Green.. Purple… Blue… Black… White… and Yellow.

A yellow vehicle stopped in front of me…

“Sir.. May I help you?” the man in grey shirt asked me…

“What is this place gentleman?” I asked the man..

He looked at me curiously and smiled.

“Hop in…” He said and signed me to get in his vehicle..

I smiled and went in his vehicle..

“I guess you are new here.. I’m Bob, a cab driver. This place is called Las Colinas.. Are you a business man? I know where to take you..” Bob said..

“Thank you.. Yes.. yes I’m new here.. And thank you for letting me in.. What can I pay for your kindness Bob?” I asked him…

“Just a bit of money… And what’s your name?” asked Bob

I searched my clothes for some “money” to pay him..

Well.. I don't have anything to pay him..

"I.. I'm sorry.. I don't have that money.." 

He looked at me..

He examined me with his eyes..

"That.. Give me that one" he pointed at the ring I'm wearing..

I.. I was about to give it to him..

BUT

I know that this thing is connected to ME

To my PAST

"Just give it.. Or.." said the man with a scary tone...

"DIE?" he added...

DIE?!

Die once AGAIN?!

Okay...

I removed my ring as I drop it unto his palm..

"What's your name??" he asked as he slip MY ring into his pocket..

ALTHOUGH... I really don't know if that's my ring :3

“I’m Ian Radova” IAN RADOVA…

That’s the only thing I remember from the PAST

I don’t know what brought me here…

I don’t know who is this Ian Radova...

I know that I’ve been given another chance to live..

But WHY?

(A/N: Hey guys.. THANK YOU FOR READING THE PROLOGUE OF MY FIRST ENGLISH STORY!! CAN YOU HIT THE VOTE BUTTON? :3 And.. I’m sorry if my English is not so good :D I’m not Englishe-ra :P

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