Isotope Dropout:Twisted Path 3

"Looks like you're in a bit of a panic, mate!" A strange man bounced up next to Allan. He was racing quickly back. There was only one person who might be able to help him. Maybe she knew what he could do, how his powers worked. Sometimes, perhaps, it was easier to see things from the outside.

"You have no idea who you're dealing with. Please, just leave me alone." Allan mumbled, hurrying on, staring down at the floor.

"Woah, woah there! I was just trying to help!" he caught a glimpse of the strange man, hurrying along next to him. "Hey, come back here! Girl problems? I could help!" Allan turned to see he was already a few hundred feet in front of the running man. How had it happened? That was yet to be uncovered. Strange things happened around here. But he had to get away, get to Audrey. She would know how to help.

He ignored the strange, accented shouts of the Australian Isotope, continuing on to Audrey's chambers. Room 1242. And he quickly rapped his fists against the door, again and again. Strangely enough, it didn't hurt. Instead, his fists quickly dented the doors and punched through. And there, standing inches away from the holes in the door, was Audrey. Ever since that day years ago, she had been the only person he could really talk to anymore.

"Audrey, Audrey please let me in! I need your help!" His eyes desperately pleaded with her.

"Well of course, just wait a moment and get your fists out of my door!" She laughed with a hesitant smile. But seeing the look in Allan's eyes, she quickly became somber. "Right, come on in." The door opened and he quickly took a seat in the standard issue armchair in the corner.

"Go on. Talk." Audrey said, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

"I've got two days left to live! Clayton wants to wipe my mind, erase my memories! He says my abilities are too dangerous, too random; if they don't figure out what makes me click, they will wipe my mind and release me into the world. It's a death trap out there Audrey! I wouldn't live more than a day! Even if they do figure out how to work my powers, they'll still drain me of them and then send me out on my own. I don't know what to do anymore! It's not the way things are supposed to be! Why can't I just be normal like everyone else? I don't understand…" His words trailed off as tears filled his face.

"Relax for a second. No one is going to hurt you, we'll figure a way to get you out with your memories. And how to use your powers." Sympathy flashed in her eyes as she handed him a tissue.

"Wait. Hang on," Allan said, his face lifting entirely up with a puzzled expression. "What just happened?"

"I handed you a tissue, you dolt," she said with a smile.

"No, your eyes. They changed, I could see it. Why?"

"My eyes are the same as they always have been. Maybe you're just delirious. Come on, I'll walk you back to your room. If you've got two days, there's no point in not sleeping. We'll work on it in the morning." She replied, grabbing his arm and helping Allan back to his feet. She had already seen the future, seen that he would fall asleep within minutes of the vision. She had seen it seconds before he had knocked on her door. And now it would come to pass.

"But… but I understand…" He murmured. "I'm sure…"

"Hey, quiet. We're not even supposed to be out this late. Quit mumbling, and I'll get you back to your room. Sleep, and we'll talk in the morning. Ok?"

"Right…"

By the time they were near Allan's room, Audrey was dragging his feet across the floor. And he was sound asleep, snoring. Her bleary vision quickly glimpsed the nameplate '0526' And she lifted his hand up to the scanner. It opened on the touch.

"Go on, sleep." She said, draping his body down into his bed.

The walk back was silent, the only sound the continual noise of the clocks lining the hall. Each tick, her friend was one second closer to the end of life as he knew it. And somehow she was supposed to figure out how to save him.