All his search was in vain neither could he contact her through the phone. It was getting even intenser than expected. Rodger decided to reach out to Natalie if she had gotten in touch with Alex.Her response was “no” because they weren't letting anyone visit for the meantime. Furthermore, she informed that Jason was over there.“What if he's dead, and they're trying to hide it?” Rodger thought out loud, and Natalie quickly tamed his words.“No! He's not dead, let's be positive, please… Rodger” she beckoned, sniffing as her tone was sober and terrifying.Her eyes kept glancing at the sign post hug at the gate of the prison which wrote;“Stay positive for a change”“My Alex is alive Rodger” she whispered rubbing the back of her neck gently while gulp hard.Her heart was aching, and her breath was becoming slow. She hadn't rested since her return, and the thought of not seeing Alex made her worried.“I'm coming over there Natalie, you should return home now”“No I can't, I…” She shut he
Meanwhile, Rodger had hurried to the prison yard, haven realized that Natalie hung up on him. He needed to be there with her. When he arrived, he couldn't see Natalie, and it got him worried.Rodger had to call her to confirm if she was alright. She responded and told him that she found her way inside the prison and would give him feedback if she sees Alex.That was a relief, Rodger intended to leave the correctional center to leave for his search when he sighted Jason walking out of this place with smiles.He wasn't recognized or perhaps sighted by Jason, who was rushing out. This man was making a phone call and the only words Rodger heard before this man pass him by was;“Inject him, he would confess without knowing”Rodger was curious over who Jason was talking to. He didn't have time to figure out more about this Jason. Just immediately Jason pass him by, Natalie's call came through.“Rodger, I can't find him anywhere and the inmates aren't saying where he is” she muffled on the p
9 hours ago.Alex had gotten out from the detention room where Lucian was locked up. He had a sad gaze on and his steps were steady and heavy.He had to rest his back on the wall out of shock. Now it was up to him to keep his promise to Lucian that he was going to help him get out of the center by noon today.A brief sigh left him as he placed his hands on his thigh, bent silently, and then shook his head wildly. Lucian had told him what he needed to know about the old man.Alex intended to speak with Rodger, but it was late, and he guessed would be asleep from the stress of last night. It was already 1am, which was a new dawn.At every intersection of the prison house, they were gates and guards standing in between. Each of the gates were opened for him. His bar was located in block B in the second floor, and he needed to walk pass 4 gates before getting there.Kim met him at the second gate and waved to him, but Alex didn't respond and just walk pass the lonely lad.He mused at Alex
“What's wrong with him?” Cynthia asked, adjusting the collar of her lab coat and rolling her eyes around.“Scared of syringes, maybe he thought you were coming to give him that” Natalie snapped, tugging her hands in the pockets of the shirt she had on. She slides the nose mask off her and then inhaled.Natalie needed oxygen as her soul wasn't inside her, but she made every effort to be brave if she wants to see Alex alive.“Have you found him?” Cynthia questioned with fixed eyes on the route which Kim took, and Natalie shook her head negatively.Cynthia could see that she was in so many pains yet still fought to see the man she loves. That man should be lucky to have someone who cares and could give up her life for him.“I will help you in whatever way I can” she assured, placed a palm on Natalie's shoulder and then Natalie gasped as a question rang in her head.“What kind of injections makes one unconscious?”“Midazolam injections" She responded with a curious gaze at Natalie who fin
As soon as Cynthia had taken Natalie away from the warden, she exhaled deeply and said;“Your suspicion was right, he was abducted” she confirmed and Natalie wailed in her heart.“Did he tell you where exactly he was taken to?” Natalie asked in a hast as she was curious and anxious over him.“No, he didn't” she muttered, swallowing hard and then shoved her face away from Natalie.Natalie gasped sadly, telling Cynthia that her husband would know if she could just make him speak.“I can't make him speak because I don't get my hands engaged in his stuff… I wish I could help” she professed, suddenly walking pass her slowly.“Please, Cynthia, I need your help just this once…”“It's also hard for me, I'm sorry, but this is how far I can go, if the warden tells Jason I was with you, do you know how dangerous it would be for me, at least consider others and not just yourself” Cynthia unexpectedly spoke staring at her; which made Natalie down-spirited.Wasn't she the one who told Natalie that
Meanwhile, Rodger had been tailing on the car Jason rode in. He had found something quite suspicious with him and made up his mind to follow the young man.There were three dark cars tailing on each other, and Rodger kept a close eye on them while he drove and avoided being distracted by other motorists. However, when they got to an intersection, they split up, confusing the curious man on whom to tail on.He growled in frustration as he missed the chance of getting closer to Jason. He had to derail from the road, and halt his car somewhere beside the road.It was now that his eyes met his phone, which had been beeping continuously. A silent hiss left his lips as he decided to answer the call.“Natalie…”“Rodger, oh, thank goodness you finally answered your call, I got some findings about Alex” she muffled in a hast as her footsteps entered the background.He could perceive that she was running, he beckoned on her to give him a lucid detail.“Damn! I suspected that Jason… I heard him
It took time for the warders to take Natalie out of the way because she was weakened and couldn't move a muscle.She was still devastated where she was when suddenly someone tapped her from behind. Natalie hesitated to take a look at whom it could be, as she wasn't thinking straight, and her mind was void.This girl was subconscious where she stood crying and lamenting. The weary girl wiped her tears and shoved her face at who touched her. Shockingly, it was Rodger. She was left agape as her heart beat ceased its function for a moment. Could she be seeing his ghost?Natalie shuddered and attempted to assume it was a ghost, but he held her hand and said;“I'm alive Natalie… it's me, Rodger, see” he buttressed shoving his fingers across her stuttering eyes and staring at her.She was still puzzled when he hugged her passionately to confirm that he was alive and injury by the crash, but how could that be? He must have been the one calling on the phone, but because she was petrified, she
“It's okay Natalie, you're making me scared because with your tears, it's as though I'm dead” he teased, and she chuckled but then ceased instantly.“I'm just, well, scared” she confessed blinking her eyes to chase away the tears that desired to roll off. Rodger had to explain that he got a call from his mother earlier and the tracker was directed under the bridge, but he lost her due to distraction; because of the loud crash he had at the top of the bridge.Natalie narrated to him about the sudden behavior between Kim and Cynthia and what she thinks must have probably led to the change in character.“Did you say he ran away when sighting… Cynthia?”“Yes” she mused as Rodger was trying to get an understanding.“And you think it's because he feared injections? If he was scared of injections, he would have run away while sighting you also, along with other nurses passing by” he buttressed cracking his brain for a lucid evaluation of the issue.Natalie narrowed her brows at him, wonderin
His nervous eyes suddenly turned dark as his tender feet hide behind his mother. His chapped lips muttered some words as his sad face could prove that something troubled him. He looked timid as his ears tingled at the sounds he heard which drew his attention to the scene displaying before him. He sensed the tears of children, wives and mothers. They were at the train station and soon, those they came to say goodbye to would depart. It made him scared as his eyes met the gaze of the young man who intended to kiss his mother. The place he stood with his mother was rowdy and it gave him goosebumps as his hands held the garment his mother held. His grip on the garment of his mother tighten as a young man waved at him with tears gathered in his eyes. It felt that was the last moments he would see the one person he looked up to. This lad had a lot of disappointment buried inside of him and had wishes to turn back time. Today was a day his lips had to mutter goodbye to his father who was a s
Dark tree trunks, shadows, overhanging limbs across the path seen at the last second, clumps of bushes, barely visible black trails snaking through the undergrowth. The moon shone through a lattice of leaves, patchy sky and stars seen in glimpses through tree breaks, tall shadowed pines stretching up like arrows into the sky, streaks of cloud against the earth, Wind slipping through leaves, cracking undergrowth with each step, creaking tree trunks, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, grass. Heavy pants could be heard through this dangy wood as a man could be seen covered in blood while holding a little child in his arms. His torn outfit, bruised face, dangling hair could tell he was escaping. His feet never gave a halt to the impending danger behind him as surviving from his raging foes was all that matter. He curdled this petrified child tightly, groaned in pains and tottered deeper into the woods. His only energy was the child he vowed to keep alive despite the pains and hu
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
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
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
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
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
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
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