WHores pov
i was sartled aweke wit my fot toching somting cold. Dami had set me don on a sogy lump of straw. It smeled like horses an i gaged.Dami began to stroke my hed, an spok onto a liltel ridio.
"Numbir 81518135 is redy for indhrdtiong"
The door of the cell thengy opned, and a Lady carrng a bag walked in. SHe nelt next to me an loked bored.
"wahts yor pecularity" she said, opeping a notebook
"i-i ahv profetic drems"
She noded an scribled somting in the book
"Is et pasive or active"
I froned, "Im sery, im not quiet sure wjat taht menes."
SHe sighed "Do you contrel it?"
"oh. no, i caant" i said
She stered don at me wit a disgusted lok on her fac. she stood up an turned to Dami.
"Wjat is tihs! i aked for one tatll get a high bid!And you bringme this involuntary profetic dremer!?" she scremed at Dami
They winced, "i Wes thenking we cold advetise it as en orecle."
The lady thoght for a momnet. an loked don at me agan, "An oracle, yes, tjats just miet work. Dami, i wqnt it in greese, 9th century bc,by morneng"
"yes miss, i wont let you down"
"You better not"
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Loop Lag
FanfictionNow that the peculiar children are all safe in the present, Jacob learns of a strange anomaly that sometimes occurs in peculiar males. What happened when he finds out he's fallen victim to this phenomenon?
