"It's all right," said the bald man "We can protect you."
For some reason, you found yourself trusting this man. You followed him to a car. You, along with the man, got into the car.
"Scot, step on it, back to the mansion, fast as possible, we don't have much time," said the man. The driver nodded, and the car sped away
"Where are you taking me?" you asked, your voice fearful.
"You have nothing to fear from us," said the man "My name is Charles Xavier, and I can tell you why you've been having all these bad dreams."
"You know about my curse?" you asked "Can you stop it?"
"I'm afraid not, your powers are not a curse, they are a gift, you can see what will be, or what is now, I'm not sure which," said Xavier
"It's not all I can do," you say "I seem to be able to bend reality around me, that's how I lost some of my pursuers."
The car turned off the road and drove up a long drive. A garage opened as they neared it and the car drove in.
"Don't worry, you'll be safe here," said the man who named himself Charles Xavier "This is Xavier's School for the Gifted, a school for mutants."
"Is that why this is happening to me?" you asked "Am I a mutant?"
"We believe so," said Xavier, as the driver opened the door. You, too, opened the door. You and the driver known as Scot, got out of the car, and helped Xavier out into his wheelchair.
"Come on in," said Xavier "I'll explain everything."
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