“Actually, it’s been proven that no such thing exist, but what if instead of a man-made device, it was really a natural phenomenon?”Oliver states.Once the sergeant hears that, his pale complexion turned, changed, and returned to its usual color.Yet, it still reached the guy a few moments to fix himself from his seat, clearing his throat to calm down from that sudden sense of shock that he recovered from.“Sorry, you lost me there.”Raynald had to shake his head in order to wake himself up from that daze he got stuck in.They took that minute to have a sip of their drinks, seeing that the ice in their glasses had melted and mixed with the liquid.The moment of silence gave them both a chance to take a breather and gather their thoughts.“What if the mist was a portal to some other place where the beast are coming from?”Oliver starts.His gaze was again stern, looking straight at his companion. There was this deep shadow while he stared. Unable to disguise that foreboding sense that

“The doctor said he’s fine and there’s nothing to worry about.”Oliver sighed.The lad takes another look inside the room. The private was asleep, peacefully laid on the bed. Thankfully, not much transpired during their ride home.They took him to Oliver’s house that day; it being secured and within the city.“But what the hell just happened back there?”Raynald grumbled.He still could not believe that his body reacted out of fear from the attack.Even though he was confident with his own powers and invulnerability, something in his mind told him that the man’s punch was dangerous and could have very well harmed him.Just remembering it gave him goosebumps all over, causing his entire being to tremble in terror.“They agitated sir Chris with what they did.”Was all the lad could say, forcing a smile like it was not a big deal.Opposite the old officer, the chill that he was feeling right now was because of sheer excitement.The thought of how the man moved and reacted even when sedat

Sirens continued to wail as several more vehicles arrived. Red lights kept glowing, along with the increasing numbers of police officers moving all over the place.People had already gathered in the area so the officials were busy breaking the crowd, as more on lookers were trying to take picture and peeking at what else they could see behind the yellow line that was placed around there.Of course, the said parameter hid little, considering the entire park had turned pitch black, along with scorch marks from the outside.Since Oliver was close by and being on the investigative committee, he was one of the first to be on the scene.But until then, he could not help but stare at that singular from afar, which was considered the origin of attack. Unable to believe that this would be possible.“Any details on what could have happened here?”A police officer asks because of the long silence. The man was tapping on his pen on the pad, pouting after a deep sigh.That woke Oliver from his pon

“How come? Is he in trouble, perhaps?”Sir Chris asks.The atmosphere has become calmer since they started having breakfast. It seems the food was good enough to warrant a conversation.“You know how the sergeant is. He’d always do the right thing, even if it means defying orders.”Oliver sighed, remembering all those recent reports about the man.Though he had talked to him about it, the guy was adamant to continue with his actions, holding firm to his beliefs.“Isn’t that one of his wonderful traits?”That made Chris tilt his head, munching on a piece of bacon as he gave him a questioning stare.“Yes, but it’s also been a cause for problems for him recently. He caught the eye of a few groups wanting to recruit him, together with the ire of the military.”All he could do was pout at the moment before stuffing himself with several pieces of fried egg.He wanted to erase his frustration by eating all his worries away.“I see. So literally, he’s up against the wall here.”Chris nods.Th

The ringing of the bells attacked to the door alerted the bartender of an arrival. The server was quick to snap out of his daze, having spaced out for some time now.“Welcome to Wishing well cafe…”The man stops midway his greeting, recognizing one of the two individuals that had entered his store. The familiar person threw a nod, which prompted the guy to straighten up and stop what he was doing.It was Oliver and behind him was the curious sir Chris, who looked around at the eerily quiet and empty place. Only the muffled sounds of vehicles on the streets gave it a sense of reality.Same as before, all the seats remained vacated, though the scent of caffeine lingered throughout the entire room. It would make someone think that they kept the coffee shop reserved for them.“I’m here for the usual.”He says after seeing that nobody was there.Like the last time, the bartender raised his fingers before he lets a loud, crunchy snap. In minutes, the cafe got engulfed with that pulsatin