“What do you suggest when you say that?” Well asked Detective Deib Anchorman. He was trembling when he let go of those words. Hearing the way how the detective had delivered his words, he knew something was not right. The tone of his voice, even the cracking of the words every time they came out, something was off. “I don’t know,” the detective denied. “I am not trying to suggest anything. I just want you to consider and acknowledge all the possibilities, even if they mean going against our will and what we want to be the conclusion,” he added. “Based on my initial investigation, and also based on the quick deduction process that I have done, I can tell that your friend, Allen Mar has been taken away somewhere far from this hospital. I have deduced three possible scenarios that involve him right now, and five possible reasons as to why he was being kidnapped,” the detective further explained. “However, what is quite difficult to understand to me is how the hell was his kidnapper able
“What do you suggest when you say that?” Well asked Detective Deib Anchorman. He was trembling when he let go of those words. Hearing the way how the detective had delivered his words, he knew something was not right. The tone of his voice, even the cracking of the words every time they came out, something was off. “I don’t know,” the detective denied. “I am not trying to suggest anything. I just want you to consider and acknowledge all the possibilities, even if they mean going against our will and what we want to be the conclusion,” he added. “Based on my initial investigation, and also based on the quick deduction process that I have done, I can tell that your friend, Allen Mar has been taken away somewhere far from this hospital. I have deduced three possible scenarios that involve him right now, and five possible reasons as to why he was being kidnapped,” the detective further explained. “However, what is quite difficult to understand to me is how the hell was his kidnapper able
Detective Deib Anchorman and Well arrived at the City Reserves at around ten o’clock in the evening. Since the night had been getting deeper and deeper, the two needed to move as fast as they can, or else it would take them a sunrise before they could come to a certain decision. With Detective Deib Anchorman on the lead, the two went out of the taxi cab and sneaked their way past a narrow and wide cornfield. The City Reserves was composed of three giant infrastructures all of which were being connected to each other. Only the detective knew what each building had been storing, and Well had no idea why the city Reserves was composed of three buildings. Out of curiosity, Well asked Detective Deib Anchorman about it. “Okay, not that I am trying to make my own conclusions here, but I think there is a reason behind the City Reserves having three separate buildings. I mean, there has to be. Because if they are none, it is so easy to just bridge those three buildings into one. I am not an a
“There is literally no one to contact inside, kid,” Detective Deib Anchorman said as he shot his gaze towards the third half of the building. He looked at it like it was his greatest enemy. Like it was some kind of a threat to his life and to the society he had always been trying to protect. It really was, Detective Deib Anchorman could not deny it no matter how much he will try to. Even Well himself knew about it. “Okay, okay. Are you sure we are going to be okay if we choose to go through? What are the odds of us fucking up the situation? Specifically, me Since I don’t know these kinds of stuff and to be honest, this has been my first time getting involved in a situation as traumatizing and as mystifying as this,” Well replied. On his face marked the sediments of fear, anxiety, tremor, and horror. “Let us by real here, shall we? There is literally and obviously no way we can go through that tight of a security. There is– god, there is just no way,” he added as if his words will con
“Enough with the fillers now, Detective. Just tell me how do we enter there already so we can now begin to move. Didn’t you say that we only have a short time?” Well was partly annoyed because of the detective right now. He thought, he islike any other people out there who loves to spoil every single thing and then end up not continuing it anymore. To Well, Detective Deib Anchorman had been sort of like that. “It’s literally turning midnight now, detective.” “I know, that is actually the way that I mean. If you have not noticed it yet, the security guards are slowly going out of their zone one by one every after five minutes. I must admit I felt so dumb of myself too because I have not noticed it in the first place. But look at them! Look at them closely and you will see it with your own pair of eyes!” the detective answered as he pointed a finger to the front gate of the City Reserves. He was right. There were an estimated one hundred armed forces guarding the gate, but they are slow
“Oh, shit! We need to hide!” This had been the first words that Detective Deib Anchorman said to Well the very moment they both heard the wailing siren played in the background. The entire building three had been wrapped in blinking red lights, a sudden and abrupt manifestation that intruders had infiltrated the place. The army suddenly strengthened their guard, and put their security at its highest. All the military personnel started to notice the commotion, and so their initiative of checking around the place for potential threats suddenly struck. “Oh, my fucking goodness! I knew this would happen!” Well said, horrified and petrified, and feeling all the chills flowing in his veins. His nerves had been shuddering, his eyes did not know where to look– his feet did not know in which direction to go. It had been the most crucial time of the night when even the Detective had failed to deduce the probability of them being caught. He never precisely thought that the military will be noti
“This is so painful to watch,” Well said as he looked at the inmates of the wards screaming and crying and cursing in the darkness, with only the light coming off the torches being the only light that illuminated their faces. As the crowd went wild, the piercing sensation stabbing through the chest of Well intensified. This had been the worst case scenario Well was trying to anticipate hours before they even arrived here in the City Reserves. This had been the kind of situation he always feared of being involved in. He hated it. He hated the sound of pain, the screams of frustration. The ghost of agony that filled up the filthy air. “Do not be deceived by their faces. Remember that they possess danger as much as they possess pity,” Detective Deib Anchorman said as he stepped forward, leaving the confused young man behind. As he began walking past an aisle where on both sides of it were the wards and the prison cells brimmed with prisoners poking their hands through the bars and tryin
Well had been walking forward when he noticed that the detective was not following behind him. Confused, he turned around to check on what had been causing the delay to detective Deib Anchorman. As Well saw it, it turned out that he was going on for a face-off with the inmate who was shaking the bars of his cell as if it would do him any good. Well walked back a few steps behind. When he reached the detective, the first thing he saw was the figure of the inmate that the detective was arguing with. He was tall– about six feet in height. He had a coffee-tanned skin, a pair of deep, brown skin, and brows that were wildly and oddly thick. He had tattoos all over his body, and they were all visible because he was not wearing any tops. He was only in tattered, old, black trunks, and flip-flops that did not match each other. The left was dirty yellow, while the right was blue. “You are being superior,” Well heard the inmate said right in front of the face of Detective Deib Anchorman. Well