I am there, in the lab, looking through the microscope at evidence. I don’t know what I am looking for or at. This case has been closed for decades. The case is of the murder of my mother, Nora Allen. All of this evidence, it’s there but nothing is helping me in the search of the real murderer. The presumed and convicted killer; of whom was wrongfully convicted, is my father. His name is Henry Allen. He was a good man, a doctor. As I grew older; all I could think about was trying to prove him innocent and find the real killer of my mother. So, I became a forensic scientist of the Central City Police Department.

It is raining and thundering with flashes of bright lightning outside of the building. I look up and one strikes closer than normal. The hairs on my arm and head rise. I look back down in microscope. The storm gets worse. There is heavier raining and louder claps of thunder. I jump as a result. Then out of nowhere a lightning bolt strikes down from the heavens, breaks the glass of the skylight and strikes me. I go unconscious, everything goes black.

CHAPTER 2 (WIP):

I awake unharmed drenched in chemicals and my lab coat ruined. I take a moment to gather myself. I feel fine and I’m not injured. I stand up and walk to my locker to get a new coat. I, then, gather my things and walk out the door to walk home. I run so I can get home and wash these chemicals off of my body. As I run, I gather more and more speed to the point that I am outrunning a sports car going way over the speed limit. I try to stop myself but I only fall and tumble on the ground at bone-breaking speeds. Again, I am unharmed. “What the hell is happening to me?” I ask myself.

remove the part of "a sports car going way over the speed limit" to something that says a sports car running with me(It doesn't make any sense but you should) or just cut everything after sports car and write to the point where I notice. Otherwise a little grammar check here and there and it's a really good story.YOU HAVE SOME SKILLS