11.5

I was static. I didn't know what to do. I was confused.

"You are confused."—uncle.

"What?"—me

"I said, are you confused?"—uncle.

"Sort of."—uncle.

"Well, don't worry. You have been confused your whole life."—uncle.

"Well I don't remember that life exactly."—me(chuckles)

"Yes, about that."—uncle.

He reached the desk drawer and took out a shiny silver box and slid it towards me.

"What is it?"—me.

"Your whole life kid. It's the pill. The blue one."—uncle.

I opened the silver box and inside was a crystalline blue pill. I picked it up. It was so soft.

"I remember the first time you came running to me. You wanted to talk about that idea. The idea that was so out there that one was willing to buy it."—uncle.

I looked at him with a slight smile.

"take the pill kid. Then meet me in the creation room."—uncle.

"What creation room?"—me.

"Take the pill."—uncle.