It was as though Alves had closed his eyes and opened them in a blink. As though he had just shut his eyes after his pupils had been hit by a blinding light. That was how it seemed when he regained his consciousness. It seemed random and natural, as though nothing happened in the first place. But of course he knew that what happened could never be ignored. "Where am I?"Were the first few words his brain could coin. He traced his eyes down his body till they got to his legs. He was standing uprightly. On something which looked like a steep. But that wasn't really the most important thing at that moment. What was more important and interesting at that moment was what he was putting on. "What!"He exclaimed, but it was weakly. He quickly pinched his trouser to feel the texture of the clothing. It wasn't what he used to feel or know. "This can't be true."He muttered again. He wasn't even paying an attention to his language. "What am I wearing? What is this attire?"The more ques

Alves watched in utmost shock as the seven yachts came to a stop at his front, in a horizontal file, at the bank of the lagoon. He was still wondering what was happening, whether or not to be alerted or scared. Suddenly, several men dressed in attires seemed to be made out of wool, yet neat as though they were suits. Super fluffy and professional looking at the same time. He didn't have much time to wonder and ponder on the unique weirdness of the attires, because the men had climbed down the yachts. Each yachts had a file of men. Each group hurrying towards him. At this point, Alves didn't know how to react. For all he knew, they might have come to hurt him or something close to that. Up to that moment, he still had no idea where the hell he was and what he was doing there. He had met a weird man at the lake behind, discovered that he was wearing a weird attire, then encountered a strangely white panther with enormous weight which had led him to this lagoon. And then yachts, the

"Why do you keep refusing to come with me?"Alves stood at the bank of the lagoon, staring sternly, with much inquisitiveness at the leader of the WHITE group. The man hardly looked up at him. He would occasionally raise his head to meet Alves' gaze. "He would not stay."The man argued, but his tone was very much convincing. He spoke from an end that was very accurate. "Why wouldn't he want to stay? I mean, was that why he ran away when y'all arrived?"Slowly Alves was getting answers to his questions, even though that seemed to be the less important of the questions. "I will put it that way, His Eminence."The man did a soft bow. Alves kept the stare at the man for another few seconds. He didn't look convinced, yet he did realise that there was nothing he could do. He couldn't possibly force the man to do against his will. But then he was tempted to abuse his power. Since he was revered highly, he could command the man to escort him. But he couldn't find the need to do that. Plu

"You should be on your way."Aria said, looking away from him to the direction of the lagoon where the spaceship-jet was parked. Even though they couldn't see it from distance... or perhaps he could but Alves couldn't. Alves shook his head in argument. "No... not until you tell me what you meant by that."Alves took a quick pause. Aria had dropped his gaze back on him. Alves was acting as though he needed time to think things through. "What did you mean by what you said before the notification...?"Alves kept pushing. He did know that Aria had the answer to his questions, and now to think that Aria would hold the answers back from him? It was something which he would be very reluctant to accept let alone appreciate. Aria's gaze fell on Alve's wrist. The screen which had appeared in his wrist was slowly fading away. "I'm sure you have a means of communication back in the other world. This is the way it works here. It's built into us."Aria seemed quite seamless in changing the top

Mia was seated at her work desk when she heard a knock on the door of her office. For a moment, she pretended she didn't hear. Because she didn't want to be distracted by whoever it was. She kept on doing what she had been doing before the random intrusion. Then came the knock again. "Why are you so obstinate, I said I'm not meeting anyone. Not until I'm done with what I'm doing."She called on top of her top, hanging her pen in the air for a while as she glared at the wooden door. She shut her eyes for a while, taking a deep breath. "What an annoying joke."She cussed under her breath. Opening her eyes, she resumed what she was doing. She hadn't worked for a while when the activity came from the door again. But this time, it wasn't a knock. She saw the knob of the door turning in. "I'll surely kill him..."She swore, the glare seeped in her face fanning a wave of embers which fueled the rage. As she kept the long face at the door which turned opened, slowly pushing in. The doo