Telepathy, A New Idea

I knew they were searching for me, but I felt safe and secure in my hidey hole.

I heard them walking near me. I heard them talking about me. I knew they would destroy me if they found me. Hiding was my only option.

Living in a hidey hole can have its advantages after all. I can sleep and wake whenever I want. I can eat and drink what I stashed away years ago.

Yes, I knew they would be after me once they found out I was a telepath with the ability to wake it up in others. I knew there would be people who wanted to save me and want to destroy me all at the same time. Being by myself is the only safe option until cooler heads prevail.

Why can't they understand that a new form of communication is a good thing and should help civilization advance?

I guess my ability to give the bad guys a conscience has them scrambling to erase my existence. One of these days I will be rescued by the ones who want my abilities for the fight for good. It's just a matter of time.

At least that is what I tell myself when my stash of supplies starts to run low and I have to surface to scrounge for more.