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The Good Upclass Chapter 82: Euthanasia
“So, basically, the plan is to go all the way to that tunnel one after another and hope that we don’t die above by the time the soldiers would be alerted that three invaders have just infiltrated the place? Is that the ‘only’ plan the two of you are talking about?” Well confronted the two, his eyebrows were having a close match against one another as if entering a duel to see who among them would win. “Yes, Well. That is the plan. Unless you have another thing in mind, we are going to be sticking to that. We can’t just be stuck down here. We do not have all the night. And in case you did not know, we have to make it out before four o’clock in the morning because soldiers are going to be doing their first inspection of the day to check in their inmates are still on their respective cells. If that time comes and we have not gotten out of this place yet, we are surely gonna end up inside those empty cells. And take note, I’ve been into one– although it was a no-brainer because I had a d
The Good Upclass Chapter 83: Survivors
“Euthanasia? And what the heck is that? I hope you excuse my ignorance, but I have not heard of that word yet. I do not even know what kind of thing is that!” Well said as he shrugged his shoulders and stared at Allen Mar long enough for him to realize that he was being honest when he said he did not know a single thing about it. Allen Mar only nodded his head and massaged his eyes with both of his hands. Shortly after rubbing his eyes, his fingertips roamed around his whole face. He could feel his sweaty skin in every touch. “He sighed. “All right, all right. Let me explain it to you while the detective is not here yet,” Allen Mar said. “The quickest way to understand euthanasia is by recognizing that is it lethal– mercy killing, to be exact. It is a process of the painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma. The practice is illegal in most countries, but because that old man is expert enough to know the best way to hide i
The Good Upclass Chapter 84: Tail
If only overthought memories could kill, Well’s cold and lifeless body would have been on the floor for hours by now. The questions, the what-ifs– he could not brush them off his head. Ah, overthought memories of all sorts. Like what if they would be busted by the soldiers just before they even made it to the tunnel? Like what if there was no opening by the end of the secret exit Allen Mar was talking about? What if all there ever had was a trap? What if there were no other available options but to recognize the end of a life lived worthy? “It is giving me anxiety, goodness!” Well exclaimed as he flashed a quick look through the dark and narrow tunnel spread wide inside of the door ahead of them. “We have no choice, kid. It is either we die without doing anything at all, or we die trying. Choose your faith,” Detective Deib Anchorman said as he swung the door wide open and stepped his left foot first inside. “To put an end to our debate, I am going to give this tunnel a dry run. I
The Good Upclass Chapter 85: Sacrificial Lamb
“That is the most gruesome revelation I have ever heard in my entire life,” Well said as his jaws dropped to the floor. “You know what, I am now starting to believe that this city is indeed a devil’s den. It seems like everyone here are lunatics! Like, really! I am not gonna lie, but at first I thought it was partly hard to believe all of those accusations you and other strangers I have met thrown to the city of New Bill. I mean, how would I believe it? This has been the city where my old man grew up. This has been the city that made him decide to pursue his dreams of becoming the person he had always aspired to be.” Well paused as if a sudden realization had struck him to the core. “Maybe there are just things that are not for us. I have been wanting to follow the same path that he had taken that is why I chose to study here, but look at me now. Instead of me chasing my dreams, it’s the nightmares that chase me.” He sighed and it was so deep Allen Mar could feel the exhaustion his fr
The Good Upclass Chapter 86: True War
And so, their journey of escaping the tunnel commenced. Detective Deib Anchorman led the way, and behind him was Well, while behind Well was Allen Mar. The tunnel was all dark; pitch-black, even. Nothing could have been seen by a naked eye, except for the glow of the dog tag that the two men in navy uniform were wearing. It took them a good while venturing the narrow but long tunnel. Prior to the start of their walk, Allen Mar believed fifteen minutes was enough for them to make it to the end. However, now that they were on their way, they realized fifteen minutes was actually short. That had been proven because they were in the tunnel for about twelve minutes already, but they were yet to reach the middle of it– that was according to Detective Deib Anchorman, the appointed leader of the three men group. “When will this walk be over?” Well complained as he started to feel itchy on the knees. “Really? Well? We have not even reached halfway yet,” Allen Mar answered. He was holding W
The Good Upclass Chapter 87: Shots Fired
Detective Deib Anchorman was the first to make it close to the manhole. When he got there, he drew his ear closer to the ground floor. “I don’t hear anything,” he said after five seconds of focusing all his hearing senses on the ground. “I am supposed to be hearing footsteps and cranking guns and indistinct chatters coming from the soldiers, but I don’t hear anything right now.“Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?” Well asked, his heart had been pounding so fast and so strong it was no different compared to a jack hammer used in smacking a hardened soil. Allen Mar chimed into the conversation and then corrected Well, “It is supposed to be a good thing, I believe. The detective not hearing anything from above only means that the soldiers have not returned from the search yet. That means we will have enough time to make it out here and perhaps even out of the vicinity as well. Although the latter would be so dangerous, and I don’t think our chances of success are that h
The Good Upclass Chapter 88: The Freelancer
“So, we are really going to pursue that plan, eh? No chances of changing your minds?” Well asked again. Up until this point, he still did not want to believe that once they would land their feet out of the tunnel, the journey of running for their own lives individually will begin. He knew, that if that was going to be the case, he will not going to make it. He had never been into any kind of a situation like this. There were nothing like these back in Coast Ville. Coast Ville was peaceful. There were dangers and threats that needed to be taken care of and dealt with. There were no sketchy people, no psychopaths, no crimes, and best of all, no complicated overwhelming scenarios like this one that the three had been involved with. “We have to, Well. Because we have no choice,” Allen Mar answered again, sighting Well with his sympathetic gaze. It was visible in his eyes how bad did he feel towards Well. He, too, did not want to pursue the plan. That was not the way how he wanted to get
The Good Upclass Chapter 89: Success Failed
Well stumbled upon his knees. His eyes had never been this open before. His cheeks, they never felt as hot as this before. And his lips, although he could not see them, he was sure they were pale and dry. He was blinded for a second, and his vision went all out-- totally pitch black, like everything had been wiped out of his horizon. Clouded by nothing but emptiness, his ears suddenly disfunctioned. He tried to get up and stand on his knees, but the nausea he felt was so strong it seemed like an earthquake had struck his head really, really hard that he still felt an aftr shock that was a lot stronger than the actual shaking itself.He remained down on the ground-- aceepted the fact that it was too impossible for him to recover considering the fact that he was being discombobulated by the sound of blazing bullets and roaring shouts.Until minutes and minutes had paased, his senses slowly went back to normal. The first to funcation again was his sense of smell-- his noose. It instant
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