My Telepacy Buddy

Days had passed since Bond night. Slowly slipping to weeks and even longer months. I had began to loose all hope on ever leaving this place. Time had slipped away so fast, I don't know how long I've spent here. 

But I know it's a swell amount of time as my nails have grown stronger and thicker. I decide to head to my thinking spot. The lake had become my favorite place and water a close companion. 

I sit in a meditation position staring at the sun's reflection on the lake. Its beautiful golden color spread roughly yet beautiful upon the face of the water like an artist's choice to spray paint the water to wonder. 

'Good morning' I hear loud and clear in my head and I turn around in shock. 

"How did you do that??" I question Desmond who has his hands in his pockets and has been standing a distance behind me since God knows when.