I can still remember when me and my sister were taken to that place. I can still remember the day I died. It was just a normal day for me, just lazing around and helping my family with a few chores here and there. But when my dad got back from some "important" meeting, he told me and my sister, Zoe, about going to this medical test we have to take every few months.

Zoe asked, "We've never taken it before. How come we have to do take it now?"

"Because of the fact you were both too young for it. Now you both need to get ready. We'll be going in 15 minutes."

Let me explain who I am. My name is John Ledson and I was 15 when this all happened and my sister was 13. I'm nothing special, at least I wasn't back then. Just your typical British teenager, really

So as the whole family went to the hospital in the car to get me and Zoe tested, she leaned over to me and whispered, "If we were too young to get these tests, how come the other kids in our school didn't take it?"

I shrugged and whispered back, "They might have had the tests, just not told anyone else about them. And anyway, it's not as if their going to find anything bad. We haven't had an illness in a little over a year. Not even a cold."

"That's what I'm worried about. For some reason I think that something might be wrong if things like this happen. I mean, remember that outbreak of flu 6 months ago? No one in our family was even remotely affected. Not even mum, and she was in a flu ward for that entire thing when she wasn't at home."

"Listen, you don't need to worry about it, we'll be fine. Trust me, all right?"

I ruffled her deep red hair jokingly and settled back down into my seat before she could retaliate. My sister had, and still has, some of the reddest hair I have or ever will see, which is kinda weird due to the fact that none of our other family members are like that. She is also one of the most persistent and kind people I know but what happened that day changed her, and not for the better.

We finally arrived at the hospital, but it sure didn't look like one from the outside. It was a 10 story, completely glass and metal building that looked more like an office building than a hospital, although I was soon to find out what it really was.

Me and the family went into the lobby of the building to find a smiling lab-coated woman waiting to greet us. She walked up to us and said in a very cheery voice, "Hello, and welcome to the Organisation Hospital for the Psychic. Are you the Ledsons?"

Me and Zoe immediately looked worryingly at each other and started backing towards the entrance to the lobby, only to find our way out blocked by two guards armed with rifles and tazers. One grabbed me whilst the other grabbed my sister, locking our arms behind our backs and holding us there for the woman who had greeted us to move over to me and Zoe.

She went to my sister first and shined what looked like a bar code scanner over her eyes, except that the scanner she was holding emitted an eerie green light on activation. The woman looked at the screen on the device and said, "Hmm, interesting." Without warning she pulled another device that looked like a pen out of her pocket and pressed it to Zoe's neck. The red-head immediately went limp, but her eyes were still open and they looked straight towards me. She tried to speak but the only sounds that left her mouth were a series of mumbles.

The woman then said to the guard holding Zoe, "Take her to lab 402 and wait for me there. Mark her as subject 401-020 and get her prepared. I'll bring the boy down with me."

With that, she marched over to me and shined the green light into my eyes, blinding me and leaving a black mark on my vision. She looked at the readout again and said, "Well that's peculiar. Normally we find that siblings generally share the same talent, but it appears that you and your sister have completely different abilities. I'll have to look into that later."

The woman then pulled the pen device from her pocket and jabbed into my neck. I felt a small prick as the needle pierced my skin, but then my entire body felt numb. My limbs felt like they were made of lead and my head seemed to have a heavy weight on it, causing it to hang forward, but as I had suspected with Zoe, I could still see and hear everything around me.

I can't remember all of it, but what I do remember is that the guard dragged me into what looked like a maintenance corridor. He pulled a hidden lever inset into a wall which caused a part of the wall to split, revealing a set of reinforced doors. The guard pulled me into the lift and pressed the button marked "-10", and shoved a blind-fold over my eyes. I can't tell you what I could see as I was dragged to the lab because of the blind-fold, but I can definitely tell what I could hear.

I could hear what sounded like people, children, crying and calling to each other. I could hear guards laughing at how feeble the "freaks" were and how they thought they should be used. But, above it all, I could hear my sister. I couldn't hear her very loudly, but it sounded as if she was trying to struggle against the guard that had taken her down here. And then, I heard something that chilled to me my core. I heard a clicking noise and Zoe crying out in pain. From what limited knowledge I had about tazers, I knew that when one of them was fired, a clicking noise was given off which meant that the target was being near paralysed by the electricity.

I could feel myself swell up with anger, but I knew I couldn't do anything with the guard holding me. I struggled as much as I could, but nothing happened. I didn't give up though. I kept trying and trying until I finally realised that nothing would come of it. I was eventually pulled into a room and bundled onto a table, where my blind-fold was removed.

I was initially startled by the light, but my eyes adjusted very quickly. I looked to my right and saw the glass panelling that made up the walls of the lab. I then looked to my left to find Zoe lying on an identical table to mine. The redness in her eyes told me that she had been crying, but that wasn't the thing that angered me. Two small barbs had punctured her skin, one in her chest and the other in her abdomen. Both were connected by copper wires to a tazer held by a guard standing near her. I heard him say, "You try to pull another stunt like that again and I'll keep this trigger held down for so long that you'll wish you were dead."

Zoe looked over to me with her bloodshot eyes and mouthed to me, "Help." I mouthed back, "Working on it." I was still recovering from the effects of the paralytic agent that had been injected into me, but even at full strength I wouldn't have been able to take on those guards. But then I remembered what the woman had said about me and Zoe having "talents", and tried to think of what mine could possibly be. And then it hit me.

Back when I was 10, I remember when I was just messing around with my friends when I said that I was able to move things just by thinking about it, although I was only joking. So, after quite a bit of encouragement from my friends, I concentrated on moving a football. And, almost out of nowhere, the ball moved. We all thought that it was just coincidence, that maybe a gust of wind had blown the ball along at exactly the right time. But at that current moment, I knew that it was actually moved from me just thinking about it.

So that's exactly what I did then. I concentrated on making that guard that was keeping my sister captive. And then I concentrated on making him go through the glass wall. I pictured it in my mind's eye, and then, all of a sudden, I realised I wasn't picturing it in my mind's eye. The guard had actually gone through the glass.

I quickly stood up and said to Zoe, "Follow me."

I pulled her up into a sitting position and helped to her to stand. She hugged me and said, "Thank you."

I smiled and said, "Don't thank me until we're out of this place, sis."

We quickly started running down a corridor outside the lab and tried to run back towards the lift, only to find a group of 5 guards waiting for us. I sent one of them across the corridor and head first into a wall using my "talents", but before I could do it to the rest of them, I heard a bang and it felt as if someone poured a bag of ice into my body below my waist. I fell onto my back and dazed myself even more from banging my head off of the ground. I looked down at my shirt and found that there was a large stain of red that slowly spreading from my stomach. That's when I realised I had been shot.

I looked up and saw Zoe crying over me and holding her hand over the wound, trying to block the bleeding in any way she could, and that was the last thing I saw.

My world was black for only a few moments before a white flash brought me back. I looked at where the bullet hole should have been and found that the only thing remaining of it was some pink scar tissue and a hole my shirt. I looked at Zoe and she had a mix of surprise and happiness on her face from my miracle resuscitation.

But the moment was quickly dashed when the woman from the lobby marched out of the crowed of guards and said, "Well done, you've both passed the test."

Zoe looked up in shock and said, "Test? What test?"

"The test to see if both of your abilities had properly emerged, and I'm glad to say that you've both past with flying colours."

Then, as quick as a snake, she whipped out 2 pen injectors, one in each hand, and injected the serum into both of us, but this time, we were both knocked out cold.