Out of urgency and for the need of safety, Cory spun around to see who the owner of the voice was. There was a strange man standing in front of him. The man was wearing a loose top and a baggy pant. His shoes were way too gigantic for his small his legs, but there was something funny about his head. The shape of his head was something that would send Cory rolling on the floor if he was not shocked right now. Cory didn't want to be distracted by things like that. He continued to inspect this elderly man closely. He could swear on his life that he had never seen this man before. But this man had addressed him in a familiar manner. The man had addressed him as though they knew each other from somewhere. 'Could he be someone from the cathedral? One of the monks?' Cory thought. "Let's get to business then. I'm sure that you don't want to waste your time either." The man's tone was serious, compared to the funny state of his head. Cory remained standing where he was. The way this man
Emerald City. "This is preposterous!!!" A loud voice rang across the room. "How can you even spew such madness? Do you think we are a joke here?"The man who had raved jumped on his feet. He was wearing a sort of uniform that looked more military than civil, but was definitely not military. There were a group of other people seated opposite him. One of the other people was Stephen. Stephen kept a calm composure. His face was bland, and he was not looking at the man who was raving. His gaze was to the floor, staring in between his Loius Vuitton shoes. He was quite a fashionista. His mind was wandering. He was deep in thoughts. "Mr Governor. Mr Governor." A voice called. When the voice got to Stephen, he snapped out of the thoughts. A little part of him felt bad for getting carried away in a situation like that. If Cory heard this, he knew that Cory wouldn't be entirely pleased with him. "You seemed to be worried, Mr Governor." The middle-aged man who had just called the governor
Stephen climbed into the car. It was a hybrid car, and the setting of the backseat was set like that of a living room. It was very comfortable and balanced. As soon as Stephen settled into the car, the door was shut, and the driver drove off. The waitress who was wearing a simple gown was reluctant to look up at Stephen. It was hard to tell what was going through her mind. Stephen took a glance at her. When their eyes met, the lady dropped her head again. Stephen took a deep breath and then looked back to the front. He couldn't really see anything since there was a blind shielding the backseat from the rest of the car. The vehicle looked like something that could be used by the FBI to commence a very classified investigation. "You haven't told anyone about it, have you?" Stephen went straight to the point. The lady took a glance at him and then dropped her head again. From her reaction, it was obvious that that question was the last thing she had expected from him. "You have to
The Mountains. Cory pulled his hand out of the chest of the elderly man! The green gem glowed in his hand as he pulled it to himself. He watched as the man lost his balance and fell to the ground. While he was still staring at the man, savoring the beauty of his victory, he watched as the body of the man started to dissolve into thin air. He didn't want to lose his mind or get blown away. He just kept staring as he watched the wonder happen until there was nothing else to see again. He sighed when the earth became bare. There was no reason to keep getting surprised every time things like these happened. He was no longer a normal human being! As long as he has accepted that fact, then his shock frequency would be automatically disengaged. He tossed the gem into his mouth and started to chew it. It's just like he did the last time. It was the same taste and the same feeling. It was surreal as well as energizing. He shut his eyes as the energy traveled across his body. He could fe
Emerald City. Stephen stepped out of the elevator, walking into the hallway. He headed down the hallway. There was a man following him closely from behind. It was one of the men from the last location where Stephen had spoken to the family of the deceased. Stephen didn't stop until he got to the front of a door. He knocked on the door. As soon as the door budged from inside, he pushed it open almost immediately. "What can I do for you? Who are you?" The security man in charge of the operating room asked, taking a very serious stance. He was about to draw out his gun and aim it at Stephen, but even at that, Stephen didn't look like someone who was in distress or anything as such. "You might want to put that gun down and walk down to me!" Stephen snapped at the man, hardly taking him seriously. "I will ask one more time. I will be very polite this time, and after that, you will not have the right to blame me for deciding to mess you up." The man had cocked the pistol, and it was d
The security man was clueless as to what had just happened. The man has been watching the footage with Stephen ever since Stephen clicked on it. He really didn't see anything too special about the situation that would make Stephen yell at him. But because of the nature of the scream and the urgency in Stephen's tone, the security man turned around at the speed of a lightning bolt. "Mr Governor? Are you alright? Should I come in? Is that bastard being unfortunate again?" The loud voice of the manager was heard piercing through the wooden door. Stephen looked away from the man and back to the screen. He moved closer to the screen and watched closely. "No way." He muttered. He had just watched this video for the seventh time, and it was just ordinary. It was just like the lady had said. It was just as Linda had argued. He was about to look away earlier when he had noticed something strange happening in the video. Like a new detail was added to the video right in front of him. It se
Opposite the large Hamilton airport was a large and open space. Usually, travelers who would not want to wait in the airport premises would hang around in the open space, getting all acts together. Mostly, the ritual of picture taking, vlogs, and several other social media influenced activities were the order of the day there. Amongst the several people who were occupying the open space, there was a long school bus. A couple of the students were outside, and there were a few others making their way out. There were mostly ladies seen around the bus. Only two guys were seen with the ladies. There was a particular guy who had a very compelling height and aura. He was good-looking, and his frame was rather domineering than inviting. This young guy with red hair seemed to be very popular with the girls. While the other guy was not really a sight to behold by the rest. "Let's gather around, please." The red-hair guy called at the rest of the ladies. "I'm afraid we won't be able to st
Cory was seated on top of a mountain. He was taking the position a yoga observer would take. His eyes were shut, and his hair was flowing in the air. The concentration of the breeze was influenced, and the order was tuned to match the frequency of his qi energy. In no time, his whole body started to glow. He wore not clothes, just a pair of pants. His skins looked like the highlight of brilliant lights that were inspired by the fierce rays of the sun. Only that the luminescent was more white than orange. His eyes remained shut. His concentration level continued to highten, and he could feel the aftereffects on his body. Not long after, his body started to shudder. It felt like something deep inside of him was being stirred up. It was more of a contrasting experience.A force deep inside of him was trying to break forth, yet another force seemed to be fighting that urge. It wasn't really a deliberate fight. It was more like a fight inspired by fear and cowardice. The inadequacy of p