“Has this happened before?” Ken asked himself. “I feel like I’ve been in a similar situation before,” he added.

  “No, it’s just a feeling. I must be imagining things,” he thought.

  The environment around him felt so different from what he had experienced before. His hands were stuck for a few seconds, but he didn’t feel the pain anymore.

  It didn’t feel like he was losing anything.

  He thought he could pull his hands out if he tried, but it felt wrong for some reason. “Should I take my hand out?” For some reason, he couldn’t decide.

  The cave looked shiny, as if it didn’t mind him losing blood. It was so quiet that he couldn’t hear any noise. He sensed something happening to his body.

  His spine tensed. His veins acted as if he was gaining some power. His mind wandered, yet he felt happy for no reason.

  He began to laugh loudly.

  “It feels strange. Why am I laughing now?” he asked himself. “I can’t control my body,” he muttered.

  “I feel like I’m freezing,” he thought to himself.

  “What in the world is happening to me?” he shouted, still laughing. His heart raced as if the cave could hear it.

  After a few moments, he thought about pulling his hand out. “Okay, I think I can take my hand out now,” he muttered.

  He tried, and his hand slipped out of the stone easily. “How did my hand come out so easily?” he wondered.

  He then looked at what was written on the stone. “If you sacrificed your blood twice unknowingly, you will gain the power to read people’s minds for any five minutes that day, but only if they think about you for five straight minutes,” the words stated.

  “If you tell others about your powers, you will die right away,” it added. Ken read this and laughed hard.

  “Who wrote this, and what were they thinking while writing it?” he asked.

  “Even if this is true, even though I gave up my blood unknowingly, I can’t do it again,” he muttered.

  Strangely, he then felt blood flowing through his body. He also felt the pain of losing blood. As time passed, the pain increased.

  “This has been one of the craziest days ever,” he muttered.

  As the sun set, darkness seemed to close in faster, so he decided to leave the cave.

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  But that was only one side of the stone. In his pain, he didn’t read the other side, which would influence his life in ways he couldn’t imagine.

  “It was fun coming to this cave,” he said with excitement.

  Suddenly, his mood shifted. He felt tired from losing so much blood. “Ahh, I might fall over from exhaustion,” he whispered.

  He managed to get home somehow. Once there, he felt himself losing consciousness.

  Then one of the craziest weeks of Ken’s life came to an end.

  He woke up the next morning with his hand wrapped in bandages. He asked his mother to explain what had happened the day before. She explained and asked him how he got injured.

  “I just fell down from a small cliff while I was walking in the dark,” he answered.

  He then left home and went for a walk. He walked for about 25 minutes, thinking about the events of the past week.

  He briefly recalled the words on the stone. “Well, even if I really got the power, who would think of me for five minutes?” he laughed. “That’s impossible,” he added.

  After some time, he approached a park. Suddenly, he saw something flying overhead. “A hat!” he exclaimed in delight, as Ken had this weird obsession with hats.

  As a child, he often visited his uncle’s house during holidays. There, he would watch his uncle weave straw hats. His uncle explained how much he loved making those hats. Ken loved watching his uncle create straw hats.

  For one of his birthdays, his uncle even gifted him a straw hat that he had made. Ken couldn’t contain his joy upon receiving a hat he could keep for life.

  From childhood, he loved hats, especially straw hats.

  The hat he saw flying settled perfectly on his head as if it belonged to him. He laughed as it remembered his childhood. Then continued walking with the hat on his head. After a moment, he heard someone calling.

  “That’s my hat!” a voice said. He turned back and forth, trying to find the voice.

  Then he saw a girl running towards him. He was stunned by her appearance.

  She was slightly shorter than him, with curly hair and wearing a red dress.

  He blushed for no reason. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, as if his eyes were frozen. He felt his blood rushing, spine tingling, and pulse racing faster than usual.

  “What am I doing?” he thought. “She’s running toward you. Say something!” his heart sent a message to his brain. “How can I talk to such a cute girl?” his mind replied.

  This was the whirlwind of thoughts in his head during those first five seconds of seeing her.

  She approached and asked him if he could return her hat. “This hat is I give now—” he blabbered while trying to speak. “No one has ever spoken to me in such a cute voice,” he thought.

  She laughed hard at his blabbering. “What are you saying?” she asked while laughing.

  “You’re a funny guy, I guess,” she told him, unable to control her laughter.

  “I am funny, maybe I am funny,” his mind was a mess. “I should say something now,” his heart passed an important message to his brain.

  “I don’t know if I’m funny, but it made me happy when you said that,” he finally replied.

  “Oh my god, I spoke!” he thought as his spine tingled with joy.

  She laughed again. “I can’t understand anything you’re saying,” she said while laughing.

  “Even I can’t understand what I’m doing,” ken thought.

  “I mean, no one has spoken to me like that, casually describing me,” he told her.

  Suddenly, his mood shifted from happy to emotional as he started crying for no reason.

  “Thank you, you did something no one has done for years,” he muttered through happy tears.