Alvin's heart ached as he watched the sheer amount of groceries wasted on the floor. Even if he currently had money, he had been someone used to being broke, so waste of any kind was not acceptable to him. He sighed deeply and turned to Martha. “Do you guys have the card I gave Leah? Where is it?” He whispered, driving out of the mini mart/ one stop shop. “Yes, it's with me.” Tiffany said, bringing it out of the pouch strapped to her waist. “How much was spent?” Alvin asked, but everyone kept quiet. “What's wrong? Why is no one answering my question?” “Um, we used around eight hundred thousand dollars. Things like bags of rice, sugar, flour, potatoes, beans, soy beans, oil, soft drinks, cartons of processed food, and other bulky things have been sent home through the express delivery company. We bought them first. Sam would be outside the gate waiting to let them in. We did it this way to reduce the bulk. The price was so high because we only bought premium ingredients. And

Alvin climbed back down and found a mask to cover his nose, in addition to a short broom and brush. He endured another torturous climb up and returned to his initial position. The space was so compacted that he needed to crawl on his belly like some rat. Rat! The moment he thought about it, he shuddered at the thought of a little rodent jumping on him. He shook his head, suppressing the disgust he felt, and used the broom to carefully sweep dirty matters aside, while also removing cobwebs to make a way for himself. Soon, he arrived at the spot indicated on the digital map as the room he was looking for. “System, is there something that I can use to see what's going on down there. Like an X-ray vision of some sort.” He said in his mind, sweating heavily. He felt like someone in an oven, there was no source of air circulation in there, making his body look like steamed dumplings. “There's an X-ray vision glass available indeed. You can have it, consider it a bonus from the

The doctors looked terrified and Alvin couldn't help but smile under his mask. For the first time in his life he realized that he was a sadist. That's right, the look of terror on their faces sent a rush of adrenaline down his spine whenever he looked at them. He was thoroughly enjoying their distress. In fact, their fear was a drug which he fed on. Alvin twisted his neck to the left and right, with a smirk lighting up a corner of his lips visible beneath the black mask. “You have quite the courage, torturing your patients, injecting them with poison to camouflage the real cause of their death, and harvesting their organs for your own selfish gains, not minding how the patient’s family felt. Doctors that are meant to save and preserve lives are actually murdering people. And you seem to enjoy the look of fear on the faces of your victims. How about I make you piss your pants in fear?” Alvin asked. When he spoke his modified voice was deep, powerful, and demonic, instilling fear in

As Alvin was still contemplating how to go through the police officers when he received another. The walkie talkie of the police officer outside, just before him beeped and he placed it on his ear. “Suspect is no longer there, he has left the operating room.” Alvin couldn't believe his ears. “Suspect? Why am I the suspect? The doctors trying to sell human parts are right in the room up there. Why is the suspect me? When I haven't done anything wrong. I didn't even kill them.” He muttered, diving back into the shadows. The captain of the team guarding the side entrance spoke again. “Have the ICT team check his current location.” “We already did. Someone hacked into the surveillance system in the hospital. The hospital, the entire street and twelve streets surrounding the hospital have all been messed with. Three each to the north, south, east and west. We can't trace him using surveillance. And he didn't leave any fingerprints or something we could use. He only used blades fr

Alvin walked out of a male restroom in the hospital, leisurely chewing gum with his eyes on the phone in his hand. Two policemen were coming before him, and his props were in place to combat their intelligence—or stupidity. He had zoomed into the hospital, then through the stairs into the restroom, where he removed his work equipments and stored them in the system's storage space. Then, he exchanged a phone and chewing gums using contribution points from the system. Alvin was smiling like a fool and the system was chatting him using a girl's identity to create an alibi. He looked like a lovestruck fool in a world of his own, totally concentrating on his phone. He bumped into one of the policemen and screamed, quickly catching it. “Ah, my phone. Thank goodness, what a relief. My new phone, if it spoils after I just bought it yesterday, I will be devastated.” He whispered fervently with a relieved smile on his face. He then looked up at the person he bumped into and the smile on hi