" I only suspect one person to set this all up for Harpie but what's his motive?" Robin mumbled. He sighed, tapping the car wheel, thinking. " We're hitting a wall unless Lucas made a way, or if Carsen wins the game," Dash replied. There has been silence for a moment in the atmosphere. Both Robin and Dash looking out the car window, their mind must be somewhere, thinking. And then sighings. They both know that to destroy the new world order the man on top must be replaced, and Jimmie won't just back down. They know that, but to kill is like killing a god. The outsiders actually thought of assassinating him, but if they do that they will be forever viewed by the world as the devil. " How could the world believe that what we have now is perfection?" Dash muttered. " Because the Newmans and Flocks...we're getting everything we need for free, that's it!" Robin answered. " But..." he scoffed. " This entire planet looks like a prison...you see, we at the bottom wear the same cl
A Flashback - Before The ApocalypseJimmie sat on his office chair facing the high glass wall, looking at the view from the top floor. His mouth curved in a sinister smile while his fingers relaxedly fidgeted on his chin. This is his real face. At this moment when no one is around, Jimmie looks like a cold happy heartless devil. Why it came late for me to realize, that you Carsen Adams... was that weakling kid in the slump. Now, I'm gonna make it hell for you. Jimmie thinks. He chuckled as memories flooded back to his mind. The crowds were yelling wild. Jimmie was just 13 years old he shouldn't be in a place like this, but he doesn't care. His mind and gaze were fixed on that barbed metal ring arena in front. That's all he cares about, the animal fighting, and his dad's favor. Why should he be scared if it's illegal for a kid to be here? His dad is with him. He's the one who brought him here. And he likes it. Jimmie remembers how he killed that bird whom his dad brought home one t
The steady punches of his mother's sewing machine strike his attention. Carsen was so invested in the sight of her mom kicking the worn-out wheel of the sewing machine that has been there in their house since he was born. Her mom felt his presence. She smiled at her and paused from what she was doing for a while. She patted Carsen's head. That peaceful moment he had with her mom was suddenly interrupted when he heard an aircraft spraying dust from outside. Out of curiosity the child Carsen run to their yard despite his mother yelling. As if Carsen didn't hear anything, he just kept on running, his head tilted looking at the plane above until he tipped on something strange on the ground. It was a shiny long stick that looks like a weapon or a musical instrument. Carsen dusted off his pants and went to pick up the strange object, but before his fingertips could touch it, he heard his mother calling. " Carseeen!!" He turned and his mother's figure began to fade away. Carsen's eyes sna
" Harpie Allens, a Newman married to a Castellan, charged with homicide, how do you plead?" " Not guilty, your honor," The judge nodded and placed the file on her side, and called for another batch to be indicted. But then Dash enters the courtroom and is interrupted in the scene. " Your honor as per the privilege of Harpie Allens I'm here representing her as her lawyer," Dash announced as she entered. The judge's brow furrowed. " But she already got a lawyer," Dash raised the paper she was holding. " A special power for a Castellan council like me...and a lawyer," Dash said with confidence. And they all couldn't do a thing. They all just let Dash walk in and stand beside Harpie, while Harpie was still confused about what was going on, Dash just give her a wink. " I got you," Dash whispered. " Your honor, I want to make a request for my client to post a bail," Dash said. " But she got a special request from the higher..." " That's why I'm requesting that Ms. Allens co
"Whoaahhh! What a dream..." Jiggs murmured as he stretched his arms. Carsen avoided his gaze. He knows what Jiggs was referring to, glad that he thought those were just his dream. The sun was already up. Carsen took a deep breath and inhaled the air. It was another day in the game world. Good thing that after that dreadful dinner party they had been given a break. At least now they feel that the sun was real and that they're not in some kind of a virtual world. It was still a puzzle to him how they were able to be transported from place to place, or room to room. The person behind this game must be a tech geek. Carsen thinks. "Our guests...breakfast is ready. Please proceed to the pantry," A robotic voice was heard in the air. It was a different voice from the one that was giving instructions during the game. Guests? This is the first time they were called by that...what is going on? Carsen thinks. Technically, they were actually guests at the reunion party, and when the gam
" Yes?" " RLPM ( Righteous League Police Mid Department)" Robin showed off his badge. " We're looking for an OB, Dr.Williams," The woman on the door furrowed her brows. " OB? There's not an OB here," she said. " How about Dr. Williams?" " Yeah, but... wait...are even legit?" The woman at the door began to sound doubtful. Dash interrupted. She showed her ID and flash her friendliest smile. Noticing that she's a Castellan, the woman's facial expression changes. " Dr.Williams is a psychotherapist," said the woman. Robin and Dash exchanged glances at each other, trying to hide their surprise. " Oh, well...yeah...just in time...I'm Dash Collins, a psychologist..." Dash said. " same field huh?" " yeah, we're both...disciples of science," Dash chuckled. She's trying to get the secretary's trust. Few conversations and the secretary let them in. Dash secretly gestured a thumbs up to Robin. Robin grinned back at her. " Please wait for a moment," Dr. William's clinic l
El Rotosi still has this kind of peace. Carsen thinks as he inhaled the air. It was a quiet night. But the ambiance on their house porch will never be the same now without his mom. "Carsen, it's cold out there," It was his uncle Briggs. He came home upon hearing that he was out of the game world for a while. " Yeah...I'll get in later," he replied. Later on, perhaps his uncle sensed that he was not gonna go inside soon. Uncle Briggs instead brings some chicken and beer and lay on the small table on the porch. "Here!" Uncle Briggs exclaimed gleefully. It's obvious he was trying to cheer him up. He handed him a can of beer, and have a seriously fun night talk with him. A few hours later, his uncle become so talkative then. He was drunk now, while Carsen was still sober. Now his uncle was crying and confessing his regrets about how he failed to save his sister, Lily from dying. He asked for Carsen's forgiveness, blaming himself for Lily's death, and ranting all the reasons why
"That's it!" Robin yelped. He placed back the tools in his kit and turned off his computer. " Wow..how did you do it, dude?" Carsen exclaimed. " I learned it back when I enlisted in the army," "army? you mean in the apocalypse?" Robin nodded. Carsen's eyes widened. " Oh..you mean..." " I didn't fight...just in the backseat...running errands, so...I learned this!" "Oh, Thanks, bro.." Good thing Robin helped him do something about his skin chip tracker. Now, he can slightly investigate without worrying they'll know he's violating game recession protocol. So, his next plan is to confront Janesi. Although Robin told him updates on his investigation about his mother's case, still Carsen wants to confront Janesi about the vlog. Now, after days of spying on her, Carsen learned that Janesi or Lucy Moore is secretly married to a Castellan or should he say an orchestrated marriage. That's why you can't say if the number 2 statement about you is true or lie back then in the game...