His last mad utterance urged me to think back in time, but I couldn’t believe what fell into place. “…but how—-You can’t be…” I muttered. Taking a long hard look into his eyes, I saw the truth.
He decimated my disblief, “your brother.” Mouth agape, dropping my crap around my car, I was too stunned to even move to hug him. He continued, “No, not just your brother anymore, Cameron. I’m beyond human.” The manic laughter started up again.
“STOP! I have so many questions, where do I even start?” I continued thinking a mile a minute, What did he mean beyond human, When did he return, Where has he been, How did he wind up this way, Why was he abducted?
Eerily, Clay’s laughter stopped and he sank into sorrow, “My plight on the rooftop that night was being selected to see my desires realized. But I soon found, questions, when answered for better or worse, invariably lead to more questions.”
I didn’t know how to respond. “I need to know more—-”
Lightly sobbing, he extended a hand, “Good, then come with me.”