Jason Grey’s Inevitable Rise to the Top

Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen - Take that boy and leave

Goosebumps erupted on every inch of Jason’s skin, accompanied by a wave of chills down his body. A wave of pressure constricted his chest, and suddenly he forgot how to breathe.

He shut his eyes and began to take slow, deep breaths. In and Out. Inhale, Exhale. He repeated the pattern over and over, and all the while his grandfather’s voice rang in his head like an alarm.

As he closed his eyes at that moment, it was as though he opened a door to his past memory that his grandfather’s voice brought back, and he could see it clearly.

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Jason is just a boy; he doesn’t know how old he is, but he couldn’t be old enough to start school yet. That’s how young he was.

He sees a familiar face—his mother’s. He’s looking at her through a cream in a door. She can’t see him, but he can see her. She’s arguing with someone in the room with her.

"Please, you can’t do this,” Abigail cries out.

A box is thrown on the ground by someone; the door is covering the person’s face, but from what Jason hears