Time was far spent here as kept watch while being troubled by her last speech. It was quite dangerous leaving her alone with a ghost has various mood swings. He was hating himself for worrying over this woman as a part of him desired so much to break through the door and get Natalie out. His attention was distracted by the jabbering sound of an helicopter."Oh no" he said and glanced at his watch. It was time for her to return and the authorities around here must have figured out that a living soul had crossed the border. It wouldn't take them time to realize that as they had spies everywhere. Presently, they must have sent agents to come take her. If they get a hold of her, it was over and she would cease to exist both as a dead or living. Quickly, he knocked on the door hoping that Miranda answers but rather someone's voice called;"alex... it's nice to see you again"That voice belonged to Ryan, his competitor and must have spotted him with the alien. Two other agents were with him
They arrived at an abandoned factory and he gestured to her that she had only few minutes to hand over the letter. She cleared her throat as she mustered up courage to seek after Eloise who needed to see the letter which her father brought to her. Thanks to someone, she got to her destination and found the Eloise's location. She was a teenage girl who lived in an forgotten factory and had no one asking after her. Tyler chose to stay outside but Miranda had no confident to enter this dark, lonely factory alone and requested Tyler comes along promising she wouldn't trouble him further. Furiously, he got a torchlight and led the way while she was clingy from behind. She had even banged her head on his back due to how close she was and he retorts at her to stay inches away from him. She apologized and stepped ahead of him as he handed her the torchlight since she decided to take the lead not to trouble this gloomy man. They were different doors in this factory and Tyler's voice gave her d
Doctor Eric had his eyes on the young man who had been trapped inside this capsule for 20 years. He often wondered how his mentor knew about the miseries of passing through a border between the living and afterlife. The young doctor still had his speculations if he should cut this first experiment out of life. Furthermore, how did he survive in a foreign world all these years? He had thought that was the end of the young man but someone proved he was still alive and striving to live. It must have been difficult for this first experiment to adapt and face difficulty.Eric hadn't muster up courage to do as professor Henry commanded and he knew if the old man turns up, he would cut him off. For now, he was all alone in the laboratory and time wasn't on their side. From observation, the second experiment was left with 24 hours to return. He raked his left brow and strides towards Miranda's capsule, she was breathing just fine and had no complications yet. Though, he never could tell what
The sun had risen up steadily as it shone its ray through windows which slightly paved way for it to penetrate. It bright light rested on her forehead as her mouth let out a gasp which was accompanied by a groan. She fluttered her lashes slowly trying to get her eyes open. Her body felt weaken and glued to where she laid. Gradually, her blurry vision was becoming vivid and it got to her notice that she was in a room. Her hands raked her rumbled hair as she felt like she was in a trace. The few memories she could recall was being locked up in a capsule and found herself staggering towards a foggy area. Her brown eyes scrutinized the room which didn't look like a ward or hers. The confused lady felt her temperature which was warm and then rolled her gaze to the window which gave way for the sun to greet her."What happened?" She questioned as though someone would give her the answers she needed. Miranda winced with pain while trying to massage her body. She still couldn't understand wha
She tried to speak, but was choked with tears. Her tearstained face was puffy and swollen with grief, crestfallen, she realised that her only chance to succeed was gone. However, proving the guest wrong was her aim. Her stunning wedding dress which had buried her suit her perfectly as she was groomed beautifully for this day. Today would have been the most remarkable day of her life if it wasn't screwed up by her groom. Here she was in the dress room cussing at every scene that had happened an hour ago. Her supposed groom had just rejected her last minutes to the wedding ceremony. If it were her wish, she would have halted the time. It was so embarrassing and agonizing for her as she needed to stay strong and sought a way out. Attempting not to freak out, she began to comfort herself.At that moment, time had stopped as the gnawing grief still held her still. Her make had almost wash away from the uncontrollable tears while she stood facing the mirror as her mind contemplated. She fol
Ryan smiled and began a speech by saying it was an honor to be seated with kings and queens of the upper hands. He had only seen them in TV and they look cute in real life. Furthermore, he praised them a bit to lighten up the mood mostly the ruthless looking emperor who let out a sided smile at the young man's adornment. Stacy was troubled that he wouldn't win her father but it seems like he would because the emperor loved praises. The only people who were against them were her brothers. Ryan had to lie about the companies he had and awards won as a distinguish businessman. The emperor went further to ask how much his assets worth and Stacy answered that on his behalf. The only man was someone who loved proof and couldn't be bought easily. The prepared Stacy had that with her which left Ryan stunned. The emperor was impressed by that as only a wealthy man, posed and perfect could be accepted to the family as though his were perfect because from Ryan's observation, this family was fall
The swirling wind swept across the place as the cloud had gathered for a heavy downpour giving signs for the victim of it's wrath. The dark was drawing in and people could be seen hurrying to take shelter away from the impending storm that would come upon them. Steadily, a downpour began wetting the earth and anything its stroke could come upon. Stacy was found in her pyjamas, t-shirt, flipflop slippers and face cap striding in the rain which had become heavy. Her hair were being toss aside by the whirlwind as the cold for the day had captured her. She had no idea of where she was heading to. There were no cabs around neither did she look like one who was ready to go home. At that moment, she wanted death to come take her. It was definitely over but too soon. The situation got her asking why it always had to be her. Why did she pull an act that had a bitter ending. Did he know she had to swallow her pride to hug him in people's presence? He felt like a gentleman who would understand h
He held a mini box in his hands and a headphone on. His lips mumbling words and his head nodding slowly. His feet stride slowly as the environment he found himself seems to be isolated except the creepy sounds of insects. A soft sigh left his lips as his eyes gazed around and then rested on a building in front of him. From the looks of it, he knew the reason why he was here in this abandoned building that would now become his own. He had no fear about what possibly could happen here. Rumors had it that the past occupants here never survived a night. A finger of his ran through his ruffled hair as he bit his lips and smirked. It was never his wish to come here but then circumstances made him do so. He was never good at anything yet had a dream to be a doctor and enrolled in a medicine school only to get kicked out due to a conspiracy and sent here to the tower of death. Magic was the key in that school and every perpetrator of a heinous crime was sent here as a death sentence, though w