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Dark. Damp. Cold. All these terms described the windowless cell that Amran had been forced into. Standing up to his nearly six-foot height without hitting his head on the ceiling of the tiny chamber proved impossible. The biggest object in the room was the toilet that had been mercifully provided. Webs plugged up the corners of the corners of the cell providing the only decoration in the room. The spiders who made these webs and the occasional cockroach proved to be the only life that Amran glimpsed in the entire time in which the cell had become his home.

Rations only came twice a day and when they did come they were scarcely more than two slices of bread and half a cup of water. Amran was almost certain that they were drugging his water but still he drank. He hardly ever spoke a word because there was no one to hear him. Even the food was sent through a slit in the titanium door of the cell so that no one would come in physical contact with Amran. In his entire life of fifteen years these were the worst conditions that had ever befallen Amran Zewail.

Life in the cell was miserable, there was no mystery in that. There was however, mystery as to why Amran in those cramped quarters. That question was a cloud of confusion and curiosity that hung over most of the very captors who were responsible for keeping him in that cell. To them he was just a kid ? he didn?t even seem very agressive and after all he was alone.

Amran may have been all alone in his cell but he was not for one second bored. That was because Amran could stare past the hollow boring eyes of people into the wondrous elixir of thoughts.

He was not however, just able to just look at someone and discern what they were thinking. Amran?s ability was that when someone was near he could sense what their intentions at that moment were and recently had been. When someone got close enough Amran felt a slight pressure weighing down on his mind. To anyone else this feeling would just seem like a petty migraine but Amran knew better. What he was feeling was another human mind coming within range of Amran?s aberrant power. This light feeling on his mind had proved to be a warning that someone was close enough for Amran to see into their mind.

This extraordinary ability proved to be both a blessing and a curse to Amran, his family, and anyone who knew him. This power was the reason that he was locked up in a room where the only resource he had was his mind. This in itself however, had proved to be a greater weapon than anything in the arsenal of a
soldier. This had been proved time and time again since the very beginning of his life.

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