As the roads shimmered in the heat of midday sun, the towering skyscrapers stood tall under the fluffy clouds that drifted with the gentle breeze. While tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of afternoon, the endless orchestra of footsteps drummed the area amidst the blaring noises of steel plated vehicles.
Ignorant of the others were the crowded masses as they went through the day in a mix of emotions. Some walked with a few people while the rest walked by themselves. Some tread leisurely while others stride hurriedly.
Among one of them was a girl who stood beneath the cover of a shop's sunshade canopy right beside the sidewalk. Occasionally, she would glance at the watch on her wrist while she watched the never ending stream of people. Each wore different expressions and gazes as they moved to their destinati
When the sunlight shone upon the sparkling glass beside a chair and two long seats across each other. There was a girl and boy who sat on the opposite side of the seats as they ordered some light drinks for the waitress. A minute after that, the boy turned to face the girl and became the first to initiate the conversation."It started last week when suddenly, there was a drastic increase of murders cases found scattered around the city. Just like I've told you before, none of these bodies were found by the people nearby. Somehow, they were found by the police when there was an unknown caller who said that there were strange noises in some places."Folding his hands on the table, the boy continued his speech. His face became grimmer as time passed, "At first, that call was dressed as a prank and the police didn't take it serious
Seeing Kevin leave the place, Elizabeth stirred the orange juice with the plastic straw and placed her chin on her hand. Subconsciously, she glanced at her shoulder bag and slightly pouted her lips.'Am I too paranoid about this matter?'Closing her eyes, she makes herself feel relaxed and lets the background noises around her to fade. With her mind solely focused on the conversation she had with Aaron before and the previous events that happened to her, she softly bit her lower lips. Through the series of events, she had a strange hunch that something was off.Yet, no matter how much she thought of it, there wasn't anything that crossed her mind. It was the same feeling of when there was something she wanted to say and it was right on the tip of her tongue
While she placed her head on top of her hand, Elizabeth boredly listened to the lecture of the professor right at the front of the class. Her right hand scribbled some important parts of the lesson that might show up in the test to her notebook as half of her attention drifted elsewhere.On her left side was her closest friend, Ellie who hid her smartphone below the desk and played with it like usual. The other students were no different, as they either seemed to be sleepy, softly chatted with their friends, or even drawing doodles to kill the time. Hardly anyone was as hard working as Elizabeth, who still tried to take note of the lesson even though she wasn't in the mood at all."Are there any questions for today's subjects?"When the professor asked the studen
With the melodious tune echoing throughout her ears, the bright monitor within the cramped room was reflected on the emerald eyes of a girl whose complexion was relatively darker than usual. Even faint dark circles could be spotted right underneath her eyes if one observed carefully. At the same time, every ten minutes, a yawn would escape her mouth without fail.Her hand which guided the mouse of the computer hasn't stopped its finger for a long time. Meanwhile, at some point, she would turn her attention to a book that was placed on the opposite side. Her other index finger kept pointing to some vital parts of the rows of texts so she may not have to skim through the words each time she wanted to confirm something.At last, twenty minutes later, the girl finally let go of the mouse and the book while she leaned her back
"[Our next stop would be Erst station. All passengers who would take the next stop would be advised to prepared themselves.]"Blankly staring at the passing scenery while she rested her head on the window, Elizabeth listened to the mechanical words and soon fixed her sitting posture, preparing to get up at any time. Coincidentally, an old woman sitting beside her seemed to be about to get up as well."Do you wish to take the next stop?" asked Elizabeth politely to her as she offered her hand, "I wanted to take the next stop as well.""Oh my. That's so kind of you, miss Elizabeth." replied the old woman while she accepted the offer. Though Both of them were basically strangers, yet Elizabeth and the old lady had chatted for some time on this communal train. Since the ol
A feeling of Deja Vu surfaced while Elizabeth halted her steps and stood motionlessly. Without delay, she took out the pepper spray and a pocket knife. The second item she had bought for self defense.But then, she knew that these items did not amount to much. As a shudder spread through her skin, she glanced at her back. The notion of running back to where she came emerged in her head and this time without Aaron in sight, the idea was very tempting.'But… Should I really run away? Is there no chance for me to have a talk with those hooded people, about the real reason for why they want to capture me…'After all, she only heard Aaron's side about the hooded people. Maybe, there was another side that she didn't know and they could have a talk a
Unveiling himself from the shade of the nearby building was a man whose feature hidden behind an emerald painted full mask. The mask resembled an expression of someone laughing and angry at the same time, while the attire the figure wore was a dark green trench coat.A similarly colored golf hat sat on top of his head as one of his hands gripped what appeared to be a fireman hatchet. His piercing amber gaze glowed under the darkness, giving a shuddering aura to those stare at him."You…"As if he knew the identity of the masked figure, the hooded man took a step forward and let go of the stump that used to be his arm. His other hand was pointing to the masked figure. Ready to unleash myriads of attacks if he needs it.<
The smell of the cigarette permeated the room while the breezing winds from a small fan caused it to spread thoroughly. Stacks of papers full of scribbles and pieces of photos from newspapers were pinned on a whiteboard, which every single one had a long red thread connected to another piece of picture or a piece of a newspaper section.The first thing that came to Elizabeth's mind was a classic detective movie she had watched. There were even some antiques that would be hard to find these days, such as a rotary dial, typewriter, and even the old CRT. It was as if Elizabeth had entered a museum instead of someone's house."This is… quite an interesting place," commented Elizabeth with excitement evident in her eyes, "How do you get all of these items? Even my dad hasn't had them ever since he graduated from high sc