Charles stared at Vera, worried about her as she looked a bit pale. It wasn't easy to get past such a trauma.Imagine one's head being dunked inside water by a psychiatric patient. That experience is one which one wouldn't love to experience, but then, there was no choice than to console her.Hopefully, she would be able to get over it soon before the competition commence.“Are you okay?” Charles asked her out of concern.Then Vera looked at him weakly, and breathed out shakily.“I guess I am. I'm much better than when we were still there. At least, this place is quite sane.” Vera replied, and glanced at the window.“I understand.”“This trip just got messed up all because of that woman. We weren't able to do what we came here for, but regardless, I'm certain we're still going to win and have what we want.” Vera said, nodding her head to assure us both.“Yeah, I believe. Just lay your head back and rest until we get back to the city.”When they got back to the city, they drove off hom
Charles held her shoulder, trying to figure out what was going on and if he ought to be wary of her.He hadn't confirmed it it was possible for a one-night traumatic experience such as hers could change her behavior totally and even automatically change her into a person in need of immediate medical attention.“What's going on, Vera?” Charles asked, concerned about her.Vera fluttered her eyelids and then shook her head.“I thought I saw something underneath your eye bags.” She said, then cleared her throat.“Oh, alright then.” Charles said, then cleaned his face with his palm in case there could be really something on his face.“Alright, so I think I'm ready to go to bed now.”“Okay, that's much better. Goodnight then. I'll also be going to bed now.” Vera said goodnight as well, then she left immediately. Charles also laid down on his bed, and stared at the ceiling for a while and hoped that things would get much better than it is at the moment.~A night to the day of the contest,
Charles, Vera and James walked into the reception hall, and looked around."For some reason, I'm getting goosebumps. I know we'll do just fine, but I still can't help the nervous feeling that clouds me." James said, smoothening his suit jacket.He looked smart in a navy blue suit, and white shirt. It was a regular for business men, but James made it seem even better. Vera was dressed in stunning red, and her hair was packed beautifully at the base of her neck, with a pin on it. She walked confidently with her heels clacking on the ground, and if she was nervous, she hid all the signs well.Charles was dressed in dashing cream. They were going to stun the audience with their looks, eloquence, and product. Their trip hadn't been useless after all. It had given him a massive idea, and his genius team had put it together, working overnight, so they could try to meet up with the short notice. Layla was probably back at the psychiatric hospital, receiving severe treatment, but thanks to
Charles and Vera were a little stupefied, but a second later, someone began to clap in awe, another joined, then another, and in seconds, the applause were louder than any applause Charles had ever heard. Screams from the audience mixed with their applause, and Charles, and Longman were all smiles.The sleeping employee was awoken, and he looked embarrassed, which made the audience laugh.They could not believe how meticulous Pax was. The applause lasted long after Charles, Longman and Vera stepped down, and Longman patted Charles on the back happily. Then Charles excused himself, and went down to the receptionist, and after giving her a smile, he registered again, with the sole name of his company, without Longman."Please kindly send the update to them. You can do that, can't you?" He asked, with a smile, and she nodded.Charles walked away, and went back to the hall, sitting.More companies presented their products, and Charles heart skyrocketed in anxiety, as it neared the end.
Charles was so shocked and fear gripped him. It was the fear losing James after everything he had gone through just to ensure that he would live through it.“Hurry! Lead me to where he is, currently!” Charles urged.Without wasting time, Vera quickly headed to a particular secluded room used for props and all.There was no one there, so it was an advantage to them in this situation. Charles ran with all his might, and sweat trickled down to his shirt, forming a wet map on his chest and his back.He was disoriented and his brain couldn't think of anything apart from James' current situation.As he got to the room, there were only ten seconds left and it seemed like it was counting slower than usual.Before he could dial Longman's contact, a message came in.“I warned you not to mess with me, didn't I? You breached the damn contract and you think you can get away with it. Hell no! Note this: it won't stop at just James.”Charles yelled out loud in annoyance. There were different people
While they were all on their way back home, Charles had put a call through to his doctor, just so the doctor would either get to his house before him or a few minutes after him.“How did this happen?” Vera asked, inquisitively, finding it difficult to make sense of how the bomb in James’ arm, stopped beeping without Longman’s invention.“Vera, it’s nothing to think deeply about. The main thing is that he’s free now, and what we need to do next is to remove the bomb from his arm.”Charles didn’t want anyone to suspect too much that there was something fishy about it, and even he himself had not understood totally, how the system works now.Not long after they got home, the doctor appeared as well, and he injected James with an anesthetic.“Do you feel anything here?” The doctor asked, poking that part.“No… I just feel numb around that part.” James responded, looking a bit nervous about the process of removal.“Alright, just relax. As you know, it’s not going to hurt, and I’m going to
Charles stared intensely at the text which was sent from a strange number, and read it over and over, with his curiosity hitting the high bar, each single time he tried to make sense of it.“I guess today will be the day I need to tell you that I know about the system in your head, Charles. When it’s time for us to meet, I’ll contact you. But be prepared to meet me anytime.” “Is everything alright?’ James who noticed something different about him, asked, inquisitively, and with concern.Charles looked up, and fluttered his eyelids like he was woken from a trance or sort.“Yeah…Yeah, I’m fine.” Charles said, now squinting his eyes, trying to guess who could have sent him this text.But there was no way, he could guess about the person who could have sent the text. No one knew about the system, so if this person knows about it, it’s either the manufacturer, or the one who put it in his head.But these thoughts almost gave Charles a headache, because he couldn’t recall having any surger
James continued to groan in pain, and kept a firm grip on his hand. His face shone with sweat, and his breath came out ragged, and fast. He looked like he had never felt anything like that in his life.He couldn't even begin to try to hold the pain in like a man. Everything he felt showed on his face. James leaned his head against the headboard, closing his eyes like he was trying to forget the pain, or ignore it, but it clearly wasn't working.He winced several times, and his arms trembled hard. It made Charles feel even more scared, and out of the fear that the system wasn't responding, he went to the bathroom to get a bucket of water."No, no… you're not supposed to have it come in contact with water. It's… it's still healing." James grunted."Damn, then what do we do?" Charles asked, dropping the bucket, and slamming his fist into his palm in frustration, and just then, letters began to form in front of him.The system was responding.James groaned again, and squeezed his hand ha