(One Of The Winged)

I saw a girl. She was running from someone, no, something. Then she flipped her head around, stopping momentarily. The stencils flooded into the area like water and she closed her eyes. Then all the sudden, they turned around and left. Just like that.
The girl opened her eyes tentatively, looking around. Then her eyes stopped on where I should have been. I thought I was invisible to whoever I was having a vision about but apparently that's not true. For, she could see me. Or hear me at least. She cocked her head, taking one last look at me before running off into the woods.

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I woke up right after, hearing whispering. I turned my head ever so slightly, I still wanted them to think me asleep. Wendy was talking to Jim, about something unknown. They were saying things about how bad this is. How bad it is that people have pictures and video tapes of us. We could be put in a zoo, or worse, sent back to the prison. We would become experiments again... I shiver involuntarily. 

"We'll be aliens to them- new specimen to look at-" Jim said, waving around a hand. Wendy nodded. 

"We can't let that happen to the kids....we need to lay low for a few months...if that's possible." She muttered, folding in her wings. Jim shrugged. 

"Probably not, have you seen how many people got snaps of us flying away? Right about now, I wish I could go back in time and fix all this..." 

There was a rustling in the trees that made the two snap their heads toward the ground. A girl was running through the trees... I recognized her as the girl from my vision.