Month: June 2014

Leaves that pass

There are things in life I don’t understand. It is not a criticism, far from it I have settled myself to accept this reality. There will always be things that I will not understand and although I am now quite emotionless about it and rational, it was not always so. There was a time where understanding meant everything to me, there was a specific thing though in my life that changed this. A specific occurrence that made me lose all relation to what I thought was real, and made me realize that I will never understand everything. 

It was a day like any other. It was autumn and leaves were falling off the trees in an endless array of colors. I always find it to be a beautiful sight and today was a perfect day to look upon the leaves, and see them descend from the trees and fall on to the earth. Where days later they would be collected and disposed of, most likely to be used as biological waste. I was watching the leaves fall and forgot all about the plan I had for the day. I am a writer and as such can organize my time as I want. However, I have to deal with deadlines and because I am on my own, most of the time, this means I have to keep myself motivated and never lose sight of the goal. 

The sight of leaves left me lost and my schedule was disrupted, so instead of starting early that morning I ended up starting late that evening and wrote all through the evening and night. It was then that my world view slightly changed. But I am getting ahead of myself, this happens to me on occasion when I am too excited. 

I started writing that evening in my home. It is a cozy home, if somewhat old fashioned. I own many books and the style of my house is filled with rich dark wood, My house is build from wood and almost every furniture in it is different shades of wood, some brighter some darker. The reason I tell you about this is, that the wood expands when the temperature changes. These changes mean that the wood creaks on occasion, it is something I have gotten used to, but many of my guests find it a little unsettling. This because although they find my house quite beautiful, at night when normally the concrete houses are quiet, my house feels as though it is alive, with wood that creaks even though no one is walking on it and other little moans, groans and screeches. 

Sitting behind my desk I wrote the first lines of a new story. Behind me the house started creaking in the wind, it was a loud wind that hit the side of the house with tremendous force. The house moaned in protest but as the wind died off the moaning stayed. It was slightly unsettling and I couldn’t concentrate on my writing. I got up  and went to find what was making the noise. I walked towards the front door where the moaning seemed to becoming from. As I reached the door I turned on the light outside and peeked through the curtains outside. I saw leaves flying upwards, but other than that nothing. I left it at that and returned to my desk and my computer but before I could go on with my work a knocking sound reached my ears. 

I walked towards the door and looked through the window outside, but saw nothing, so I returned to my desk. As soon as I sat down another knock came. I was becoming annoyed, it had to be a prank by some of the neighbors children. I got up again and angrily opened the door. To my expectation no one was there, they were hiding in the bushes most likely. I walked towards the bushes expecting to see the children hiding there, but found no one. A large bang send my heart flying from my chest to my throat. I turned fearing the worst, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it was only the door that banged shut. 

Cursing myself for my foolishness I walked back to my house and got back behind my computer shutting the door and light behind me. But once again I was interrupted, this time by a shattering sound that came from the my bedroom. Maybe someone got into my house when I was outside? I ran upstairs into my bedroom to find my mirror shattered. There was no one there, and the window was closed, I began a search throughout the house which yielded nothing. 

Nothing strange happened after that and I went to bed not getting any work done. In the morning when I woke up the first thing I did was open the curtains down the stairs next to the front door and looked outside. The leaves that should have been on the floor were gone and the trees that were supposed to be without the majority of their leaves, still had them, decorating their branches. I decided to let it be, I didn’t understand what happened in the night just like I don’t know what happened with the leaves. I choose not to dwell on it and just let it fly by. One thing I do know for sure, it was not my imagination playing tricks on me, because the mirror is still broken and I haven’t cleaned the pieces yet. I don’t know why I haven’t cleaned it yet. But I know it is not my imagination, it is not!

Chapter 3 – Scriven

The shadows had disappeared as did the school. They were standing in a green and lush meadow, filled with grass and several different sorts of plants and small flowers, a large forest lay several kilometres in front of them and behind them they could just make out the start of a mountain range. The sky was blue, with a yellow round circle of fire and there were no clouds anywhere. It looked like they were in Switzerland now or at least something similar. Anna had seen lord of the rings several times and this looked slightly like middle earth or maybe New-Zealand. It could have even been Scotland on a good rainless day, although that was harder to believe.
Anna stared at Josh he bore a large foolish grin on his face and looked as though he at least thought everything was back to normal ‘we are home’ he stated.
No we aren’t Anna wanted to answer but for some reason she didn’t. She looked around again and had to admit that it did look like home, they were somewhere else maybe even close by to where they were previously but it could just as well be somewhere further away.
Josh was still grinning; a big happy grin, Anna looked at him and almost absent minded started counting how many teeth he was showing. There were quite a few of them. As Anna stared at him a strange shift was happening to Josh’s grin, it was slowly retracting and morphing into something different in fact his whole face was morphing and contracting in fear, his eyes were not focused on her though they were staring at something in the sky. Anna followed Josh’s gaze and saw a large beast flying past, she stared open mouthed at the creature of legend, of fantasy of her very own imagination. The creature had two wings and a large tail, it had dark red scales and Anna loved them, she even had a poster of several of them in a multitude of colours hanging on one of her walls in her room. It was a dragon. The red dragon was a fire breathing dragon, Anna recalled, there were also blue dragons that breathed out ice and lived in frozen lands and there were also green dragons, although she couldn’t recall what they breathed, poison? She remembered that there were also Chinese dragons but those were very different and she wasn’t completely sure about black dragons.
It was Josh who shook her out of it, not by physically shaking her but by screaming something incoherently, it was the scream that finally made her stop staring in shock and understand that they weren’t home yet. Anna grabbed Josh by the hem of his shirt, covered his mouth to stifle his scream and pulled him down to the ground. Dragons had very good eyes although they could get really bad eyesight depending on their age. Whatever the situation it was a bad idea if a big red dragon saw you or heard you which it most likely now did.
Josh stopped screaming and was now cowering on the grass, they were relatively lucky that the grass was long and so could at least offer some protection, Anna in turn was glancing every now and again at the sky trying to see if the dragon was coming for them or not. It seemed that they were safe for the moment, the dragon flew past very quickly, it almost seemed like he was being chased but what could possibly chase after a dragon?
Flying high above them in the distance was another creature, it was this creature that was giving chase to the dragon, it was still far away and they could not see it clearly, but as it was nearing they noticed that it wasn’t just one creature it was a flock of them. They all looked alike except for the leading creature. The leading creature had the face and body of a woman but it definitely wasn’t a woman for intertwined within the arms, hairs and waist were serpents, their mouths hissing and tongues sticking out. It wore a black robe and had large black wings that carried it very swiftly through the air. The woman’s face had a cruel and ugly twist to it, it was a terrifying sight, one Anna knew she would never forget, the beast was flying very quickly and it looked as though it was catching up with the dragon, which was lucky for them, she had the feeling that if the animal would have seen them they wouldn’t be around for much longer. There were about 12 monsters of a different sort but still quite similar flying behind. They had the body of a large bird and the face of a woman, although the face didn’t really resemble any woman, for if it did it would be the ugliest woman Anna had ever seen. They were all flying in formation chasing the dragon.
It was only when the beasts and monsters were far away in the distance that Anna allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief and remove her hand from Josh’s mouth and they both got up. ‘What was that?’ she asked Josh.
It took Josh several moments to compose himself enough to actually manage an answer. ‘You mean the dragon or the Erinyes?’ he asked.
‘The Erinyes’ she answered somewhat surprised that Josh knew something that she didn’t. For some reason it annoyed her that Josh knew the name of the second animal they had seen.
‘That’s from Greek mythology’ Josh answered and looked at Anna. She motioned for him to carry on and as he did his eyes shone with excitement ‘they are one of the worst monsters in Greek mythology they are very intelligent and vicious, I think it was responsible for the torture of the dead in Hell or at least it was something like that, I don’t really remember the details. I think they used to punish the wicked but because they were so vicious no one dared speak their name, they are bad news. They have a sort of servant I guess which work for them and those are the Harpies that flew behind them.’
Almost as if the Erinyes heard them a screech echoed through the open space and they both stopped talking and crawled quickly back onto the grass. After several moments of cowering in the grass with nothing coming after them they got back up.
‘Do you think it was chasing the dragon?’ Anna asked.
‘It could be, I don’t really know why it would but I guess a Erinyes and those Harpies could attack a Dragon. I’m not sure if they could win against them, although the Dragon was running away. Erinyes are immortal so maybe that’s why the Dragon flew away.’
‘How do you know so much about Greek mythology?’ she asked.
‘I love Greek mythology’ he answered with a shy little smile ‘Not just Greek mythology though’ he added ‘I love fantasy as well and everything from dragons to dinosaurs and I love the Neverending story…’
‘Book or movie’ Anna cut him quickly.
‘Book, definitely.’
Anna stared at Josh with new found respect, she always assumed he was just a little cry baby it took her by surprise that they shared so many common interests. Strangely it annoyed her slightly as well, that Josh knew all about the Harper or Harpy or whatever that thing was and she knew nothing at all about it. She was always proud of her knowledge on almost any fantastical subject and here was Josh who seemed to know more about it then she did. But she smiled, dragons was her subject he wouldn’t more than her when it came to dragons. ‘What about the dragon we saw?’ she said ‘Did you recognize it?’
Josh looked shyly at the ground. ‘That was an evil fire breathing dragon’
He was good she had to admit that but… ‘How many different kinds of dragons are there?’ she asked confident that she could name more dragon sorts than he could.
Josh stared at the sky in thought and finally said ‘I’m missing a few but there are red, blue, green, white, yellow, grey, purple and black coloured dragons. There are also the metallic dragons that are silver, gold, bronze and all of those and there are other ones that I’m forgetting’ Josh paused for a moment trying to remember which ones he was missing. ‘Ahh’ he cried suddenly remembering ‘There are also rainbow dragons and brown, did I say brown already? That’s all I can remember now’ he resigned.
Anna stared at him in shock he knew more about dragons than she did. She made the list in her head just previously and forgot all about the rainbow dragons, she wasn’t actually even sure they existed and she forgot about the white and black ones which she knew about but simply forgot. The metallic ones were new to her as well; in just two little answers Josh had shaken her belief to the core, from the fantasy queen she thought she was, she had descendent lower than Josh. How many others were there that she didn’t know about? She always felt that she was a loner stuck in her own imagination, much to her own pleasure but maybe she was wrong. She pushed the thought away from her mind; it would do her no good now, the only good thing the questions gave them were a few moments of peace and escape from the harsh reality they were in. It was time now to face reality again and get home. Josh probably still had the ring, so all they needed to do was use it and get out of here. She didn’t have her toy anymore so it was all up to Josh.
‘Let’s get out of here’ she said to Josh ‘do you still have the ring?’ she asked. Josh nodded. ‘Good then use it and let’s get out of here as soon as we can.’
Josh took the ring out of his pocket and put it on his finger, this time Anna grabbed hold of him, she wasn’t going to let him go and disappear on her again. Josh grabbed hold of the ring around his finger as he has done previously with one finger on the rock and one on the other side. He tried rubbing it, turning it, twitching it, but nothing seemed to work. Josh didn’t disappear and they were both still standing in the same place.
‘Let me try’ said Anna. Obediently Josh took off the ring and handed it over to Anna who put it on and tried the ring out as Josh had done. But just like before, it was clearly not working anymore. They were stuck in this alien place, with no way to go back home.
It was the monsters that they had seen that made them stop thinking about home for the moment. They needed to find somewhere safe, that was the first priority then and only ten they could try and find a way to get home. So without a too long pause for sorrow or letting depressing and sadness take root Anna said ‘Let’s get out of here before we become lunch to the next monster that passes us.’
Josh didn’t argue and just nodded his head. He didn’t question her on why she asked him all those questions previously he just followed her. This is why she felt he was spineless, it was the same in class he was always quiet afraid to say anything. This was the first time he had actually talked, or maybe he talked to other people, she never really did pay attention to him before.
Anna marched in the direction opposite to the forest. She decided that the forest would be more dangerous than the opposite although they couldn’t really say anything yet, in the horizon that could see a mountain range with what looked like snow covering the peaks but prior to the mountain range they could see nothing. Anna felt as though it was going to be a long walk indeed.
‘Anna?’ Josh hazards a question.
‘What is it Josh?’
‘Where do you think we are?’
‘Must be someplace where fantastical creatures come alive, or something like that’
‘Do you think it’s only evil creatures or do you think there are also good ones around?’
‘I guess both of them are here, but I can hardly know can I?’ she retorted.
‘Maybe we can cry for help and one of the good ones will come to save us?’ Josh said hopefully.
‘Look Josh, think about it, what did you see flying above us just now? Do you really think that if we call for help it will just arrive?’
Josh didn’t answer her; he stared at the ground slightly embarrassed. She didn’t mean to make him feel bad, but he had to face facts. They were somewhere strange and magical where several creatures from the imagination and mythology just showed up, that meant trouble. Crying out for help would only make things worse, they had to fight for themselves and get through this. If she had to carry Josh with her she would.
Without looking back, Anna started walking along the long green grass towards the mountain range. Josh said nothing and hurried after her. They walked for several miles and the mountain range seemed no closer than when they started. It was still a long way away, and although Anna decided that was the best way to go, she now was not so sure anymore. She looked up at the sky, the sun was in the middle of the sky (she couldn’t tell the difference, if indeed there was a difference, between this sun and the sun of back home), noon, normally she was having a sandwich right about now, although she wasn’t really hungry now in this weird place, it was strange how familiar certain things were and how alien at the same time.
‘Ouch!’ cried an unknown voice from beneath her.
She stopped in her tracks as did Josh. She listened carefully trying to make out another cry, but there was nothing. She looked through the grass looking for the origin or the owner of the voice when suddenly it started laughing uncontrollably.
‘That isn’t even close to the direction I was in’ it said and it was now clear that it came from behind her. Anna turned around and looked at Josh. There was no one else there except from him.
‘Where are you?’ she asked.
‘Right in front of you’ said the voice.
Anna turned to the front, but again she couldn’t see anything.
The voice laughed again ‘Not there look down’.
Anna bent and looked through the grass until she saw a little figure of about 10-30 centimetres in length. At first she thought it must be a dwarf, but it looked nothing like a dwarf. It wore an all white suite and had long green grass where hair should be. He had a large beard and his eyes were really strange too, one was blue and the other was green. Anna stared at the creature suspiciously; she turned to Josh who looked just as astonished at the creature.
‘Do you know what this is?’ she asked him.
Josh shrugged his shoulders, nodding his head. It was clear he hadn’t seen it either.
‘That was very rude!’ said the creature ‘You could have just asked me what I was. But now, I don’t think I shall tell you.’ The creature turned his back to them in contempt.
‘I’m very sorry mister, we only just arrived and we don’t know where we are, or even what this place is and we already saw a dragon and some winged woman thing…’
‘Harpies and a Erinyes’ said Josh quickly.
‘Yea those’ confirmed Anna ‘and all we really want is to go home’
‘Go home?’ asked the creature. ‘Where is home then?’ he asked.
‘Home is earth’ said Anna.
‘Earth?’ ventured the creature.
‘Yes you know, big planet with a lot of sea and cities and buildings and other things like that’ replied Anna.
‘I don’t think I have ever heard of it’ said the creature. ‘And if I have never heard of it then you must have made it up.’ The creature concluded.
‘No I promise we didn’t’ said Josh desperately. ‘We are just really lost, and we need to find a way to go home’
‘But’ said the creature ‘if you only just arrived here and you don’t know anything about this place how do you know about Harpies?!’ asked the creature. ‘If you know about them it means you are from here and you just made up a story, and I will make sure that you will be punished severely for it!’
‘No please’ cried Josh ‘we are not lying, those things are part of our mythology. We made them up a long time ago and somehow here they are real’
The creature listened to this contemplating, rubbing his chin with his small hand, finally he said ‘Tell me, is there a land on this earth of yours, where they call themselves slavic?’
Anna stared at the creature, than she turned to Josh who was staring up into the sky, deep in thought. ‘Is that related to Slovakia, or Poland?’ Josh asked.
The creature thought for a minute and smiled ‘I think it must be Poland’ he said. ‘That’s where I am originally from you know.’ he said tapping the side of his cheek. ‘They had really good fields there’ he said wistfully.
‘How did you get to be here?’ asked Josh.
‘Well the world, just sort of exploded one day.’ The creature said, he wasn’t done though as he seemed to mule this over and added ‘But not like a real explosion, more like a ripping of the world. It was like the world tore itself apart.’
‘That’s not what happened to us’ said Josh. ‘we got sucked into this world, actually it was more like we passed through one place and then found ourselves here’
‘Well if you passed through you must be able to pass back’ said the creature.
‘Yeah we tried that already’ said Anna ‘and it didn’t work.’
‘Maybe somebody made you pass through to here.’ Said the creature.
‘Yea maybe’ conceded Anna, the thought sent shivers down her spine, so she quickly continued ‘now are you going to tell us what and who you are?’
‘Oh, yes sure. I am a Polevik my name is Boris.’ He said smiling.
‘Well I am Anna and this is Josh’ she said pointing at Josh who was still standing behind her. ‘We are both human’ she added not completely sure if that was what Polevik meant. Or did he mean species? ‘Or Homo sapiens. That also works’ she added.
Boris the Polevik simply nodded to her, but Anna wasn’t sure he understood.
Josh who was quiet most of the time suddenly said ‘wait, if your world tore itself apart from ours and we have no record of it anywhere on our world, then that means you must be really really old.’
‘Well not really old’ replied Boris the Polevik ‘rather immortal.’
Both children stared at him open mouthed and gasping. Boris didn’t seem to think too much of it though. ‘Almost everyone here is immortal or very close to it. If they are not immortal than either they are very difficult to kill or they are protected by something.’
‘Protected by what?’ asked Josh when he was able to speak again.
‘Oh the usual: Amulets, rings that sort of thing’ Boris answered casually.
‘Does that mean that I can become immortal?’ asked Josh unable to contain his excitement.
‘Sure, not sure you would like it though. It sounds good at first but then when you realize you will go through every day forever, it is actually tedious. Don’t get me wrong I don’t really want to die either,’ Boris added quickly ‘but it’s just so boring here.’
Both Anna and Josh didn’t really know how to respond and so they just kept quiet. Anna decided it was best to just change the subject altogether. ‘Boris, what species are you?’
‘Species?’ asked Boris.
‘Yes, are there more Polevik or other things like it?’ asked Anna.
‘Well Polewiki are I guess part of the faeries or pixis. We don’t really get along with the others though. Most of them are too rude and quite annoying actually.’
‘Wow, faeries. Like the tooth faerie?’ asked Anna.
‘The tooth faerie?’ asked Boris.
‘Yes, you know she comes to you at night when you lose your milk teeth and if you put them under your pillow, she takes them and leaves you something nice in return. Usually money.’ Explained Anna.
‘What does she do with the teeth then?’ wondered Boris.
Anna stared at him in surprise ‘I don’t know’ she finally replied.
‘Sounds fishy to me, but it could be something faeries do. Most of the ones I know, would terrorize you, or try to manipulate you. They wouldn’t give you anything in return unless it was something cursed. I haven’t really been in contact with other faeries for about a hundred years or so, so it might be different now. But generally they are a bad bunch, can’t be trusted.’
‘That doesn’t sound like the faeries I know about.’ Said Anna.
‘Well…’ said Josh ‘I have read some stories about faeries where they are usually evil creatures that only look after themselves.’
Boris nodded in agreement ‘Now that sounds like faeries.’
‘But you just said you are a faerie.’ Called Anna.
‘I did’ said Boris smiling a big smile. ‘But don’t worry the worst I used to do was send people the wrong way. Or punish some lazy people, but that’s about it. Now I just like sitting in the fields and relax.’
‘Don’t you have a family.’ Asked Josh.
‘Sure I do,’ answered Boris ‘why do you think I’m in the field? Can’t stand being in the house the whole time. Every day the same things, go do this go do that, so instead I just stay here in the fields.’
‘Where do you sleep then?’ asked Josh
‘Here in the field, weren’t you listening?’
‘But then when do you see your family?’
‘Oh once a year.’ Replied Boris nonchalantly.
Anna and Josh both shared a look. To see your family only once a year was an insurmountable amount of time. How could you not miss them, or at least visit them in the holidays like you did your aunts and uncles? It was a difficult idea to grasp, and both had problems with it. But if you were immortal maybe things like that didn’t matter anymore. Actually maybe nothing mattered anymore when you were immortal.
Josh who was still not clear on several issues asked ‘Boris, when the world tore itself to this place, how did that exactly happen?’
Boris thought for a moment and then said ‘The world used to be a big ball, it was then broken into a separate field, there was this really big light when that happened’ Boris seemed deep in thought, going back a long time in his memory. ‘I don’t know if it was the light that split the world or that the light was just the after affect. But what I do know is that after the bright light, we were all shut off from the light. It was as though the whole world. No the universe itself, shut off. There was no light, or stars or anything in the sky, even the bigger gods and more powerful deities could do nothing but stare and wait for something to happen. Eventually something did, when the darkness passed there was another moment of brightness where the stars and the universe came back. Only there were changes, the gods could not move between realms anymore, and the people were gone. People like you, we had no idea where you all went to but you all disappeared. That meant that all the gods and creatures that lived off of souls died. All the other realms collapsed and that is it really we have been living here ever since.’ Finished Boris his history lesson.
‘What do you mean the other realms collapsed? What other realms?’ asked Josh.
‘Well places like Hell or Heaven, and all the equivalent realms that were run by all the different gods and deities, they all disappeared and the gods that ran them ended up here.’
‘Didn’t that cause a lot of problems?’ asked Josh.
‘Oh yes, there were years or centuries, I don’t really remember, either way it was a long time where everyone tried to get the upper hand. Fights broke out everywhere and that quickly escalated to all out wars. At the end the world got split into several different places of which this is one.’
‘Is now everything ok?’ asked Josh.
‘As ok as it can be, I haven’t really been part of any of it. I found it stupid to go to a full all out war between immortals. The most that you can hope to achieve is to destroy the world or trap the others. You could never really erase the others, so I just kept out of it. Luckily no one cared about the fields here, so I just stayed here and skipped the whole war thing.’
‘I have never seen a war.’ Answered Josh gravely.
‘That’s a good thing.’ Said Boris. ‘Although if I am honest about it, now there are even more problems than when there were wars. Now everyone is looking out for themselves, so they do whatever they please. It’s a good thing no one ever bothers me here, well except for you too.’
At this the two of them felt slightly ashamed. But at least now they knew a lot more about the place they arrived in. In shock Josh realized they had forgotten one important question. ‘Can I ask you one last thing?’
Boris shrugged.
‘Could you maybe tell us what the name of this world is?’ he asked.
‘It is called Scriven.’ Answered Boris.

Intertwined

‘I don’t understand’ asked MarT ‘Why do you need it? I mean you already own half this city an incredible amount of the money why bother with this little trinket?’
‘This is precisely the reason why you never made it big. There are no small trinkets. If you think there are you will never make it in this world of ours.’ answered G1M angrily, he has been trying to get through to MarT for a long time, but some people just didn’t understand the way the world worked. No matter how many times you tried to explain it to them.
‘Get my Jet ready’ said G1M and with that he left the study room and walked into his inner sanctum, which was several doors further along a corridor. His inner sanctum was a serine place in the mad tower that was his place of business. It was here that he went before any mission to clear his head to get inspired. Back in the old days, before he gained his fortune, this was but a small compartment in his mind; now from a small compartment he created this incredible place.
The entrance to his inner sanctum wasn’t really hidden but rather elegantly disguised as part of the decor in the corridor. The corridor was all set in dark oak with wooden beams running along the ceiling. On each side of the corridor there were unique pieces of art, and large oak doors in a slightly different shade of oak. The door at the very back of the corridor was the exact same shade as the rest of the corridor making it difficult to distinguish. What made it even more difficult was the fact that it didn’t look like a door. The only strange little detail that might have drawn attention to it, should somebody scrutinize over it, was a small little bump in the wall. A closer inspection would show that this bump was in fact a button.
G1M pressed the button and a door slid into the wall itself, as G1M entered the door closed behind him. The room was filled with little plants and maps and many little unique items. Ownership of just one of those items would make a poor man very wealthy, but that wasn’t the most impressive part of the room. The most impressive part was the view. Stretched in front of him like a small toy city, was East side bay. He owned most of it except for some minor properties which were owned by petty lowlifes. He built it from the ground up. He started like so many other people here, without any skills, without any knowledge, but slowly through years of hard-work he amassed a fortune which he used to build an empire. His empire.
Besides the view, the room was full of little acknowledgments, little bits and pieces that were either taken or given to G1M as he accomplished deed after deed. A large safe build into the wall stored all of this; it was in here that G1M kept his most prized possession. He reached for the safe and after a complex code which he entered, as well as a DNA sample and a retina scan he was allowed into the safe. Inside he took something that looked like a simple piece of paper. On it were a list of numbers and figures as well as a character chart, the interesting part was that the numbers were not constant they kept shifting as though they were affected by the things around them.
G1M studied the paper intensively before putting it back in the safe. He had an eager look on his face, determined he got out of the door ‘I will win’ he said to the empty room behind him.
***
Private vendor stared at the plane landing, it was an unusual thing to see but he knew he would come. If not him than another big client would eventually come, it was all the same to him. He waited with his little product on the ground, for the noise to die down. When it finally did and Plane was still, the door opened and a young man carrying a briefcase stepped out. He blinked several times, his eyes adjusting to the sun and looked around. He seemed annoyed at something, he quickly walked out of the plane followed by most likely his assistants or bodyguards either would be a good guess.
The business man looked around searching for something and when he spotted the vendor quickly walked towards him his party in toe.
***
G1M was annoyed; he was told there would be a limousine there to take him to the meeting but now it turned out his meeting was with a generic Private vendor, and there was no limousine in sight. Still if the data he had was true he could get a trump card right now.
He walked down the small airway strip towards the vendor, the air was warm and stale and it felt like it was going to rain soon. Banana trees were shaking slightly and G1M felt on edge he looked around, it would be stupid to make a mistake now when he was so close to winning. He took a long hard look at his surroundings, a small deserted building from the looks of it, served as the control tower and other than that there was nothing man made, only some tropic trees, sand that was yellow red and the vendor. When he was finally satisfied that he could see nothing or no one he told his group to keep a close look out and sat down in front of the vendor.
‘Do you know something about 9am3?’ asked G1M.
The vendor looked at him and smiled a broken tooth smile. ‘Thank you for coming.’ he said ‘Please come again.’
G1M looked at him with suspicion ‘Tell me about 9am3’ he said.
The vendor looked at him and smiled a broken tooth smile. ‘Thank you for coming.’ he said ‘Please come again.’
There was a rustle from behind him and he turned to see five people wearing black suits, and sunglasses as though they were the epiphany of gangster wannabees. They all had their weapons still in their holsters, but they were edgy and waiting for something. G1M decided to wait for them to make the first move. Things usually worked out better that way. Two of the guys were circling his little group now they were clearly trying to stop them from communicating with the merchant, but that won’t do. He had an ear piece connecting him with his two bodyguards, and he quickly issued orders. One bodyguard was to take on the guy on the left the one that was trying to corner their little group by circling to the left, and the other bodyguard was to take the guy doing the same but to the right. That left three for G1M.
G1M looked amused the three people were no match for him. He could tell from the way they were standing that they were basic professionals but not nearly high calibre enough for him to even break a sweat. The only reason he kept the bodyguards in the first place was as cannon fodder. One of the key reasons he became such a big man was his skills not only in strategy but in physical and mental endurance. After he made his first bit of cash he exhausted himself on martial arts lessons, conditioning and peak endurance. He was a Dan 7 kendoka and master in 7 different martial arts: Krav Maga, Thai boxing, Kyokushin Karate, Capoiera, Wing Chun, Pencak Silat and aikido. He dabbled in others as well but was nowhere near the level he was in the others.
G1M stretched his legs slightly, put the briefcase he was holding on the ground next to him and walked comely forward, the three gangsters were nervous but did not move.
G1M smiled an innocent smile and said ‘How can I help you gentleman?’
Without a word the person in front of him reached for his gun, but he never reached it. G1M with three quick steps grabbed hold of the guys arm folded it until it snapped and the gun fell helplessly to the ground. The two others now had enough time to react though and had pulled their weapons out and were holding it to him. In one fluent movement G1M jumped back and kicked both guys in the lower back sending them flying to the floor. He was on top of one of them before he could even move and with one quick hit punched his nose so that it caved in. He didn’t push it upwards needless killing was not one of the things he believed in. A sharp pain from his shoulder told him he got cocky, he had missed a person there were six not five. He turned to face the new assailant and casually kicked the person that was on the floor struggling to get up, in the face, sending him back to the floor unconscious.
Unlike the others this guy was wearing cloth that matched the surroundings better; they were yellow brown with patches of green. He stared at G1M coldly holding a large knife in one hand and a pistol in the other. He smiled and threw the pistol away; G1M took this moment to survey everything around him. There were no other people around, his bodyguards had taken care of the hired guns and there was one remaining. He was still bleeding from his wound, but it wasn’t serious he took his shirt tore off the sleeve and tightened it around the wound. With that done he face his enemy.
This person was completely different than the others, to the untrained eye he stood very relaxed, but G1M knew better than that. He focused on his feet the joints, the cloth were tight enough to show that the person was applying pressure on the leg he was keeping in front as well as the leg that was back. This person was ready.
G1M motioned for his bodyguards to stand back. He walked towards the new guy and stopped just out of reach. He stared at the guy trying to see if the person had any hidden things on the body that he could use to figure out where he came from and more importantly what he wanted. There was remarkably little to go on. The cloths seemed to be generic army like cloth with no patterns or markings of any kind. The shoes were brown and although they were laced you could not see the lace itself. His face was brown from the sun and his eyes a light colour somewhere between blue and green. It was hard to tell how old he was, but he looked like he was at the peak of his health. His smile was closed lips, revealing no teeth, and they way he played with the knife showed that he knew how to work it.
G1M fainted a movement to the left, which the guy immediately reacted upon. He was quick, but from what G1M could see he lacked sharpness. His knife went to the area but without the precision he expected him to have. So maybe G1M misjudge, or the guy was testing him as much as he was testing the guy.
G1M decided to wait for the counterattack to come. He stood ready and looked at the guys eyes for any flicker, it was so quick he nearly missed it, but by focusing on the eyes and not on the muscles he nearly made a beginners mistake and got a knife wound for his troubles. As luck would have it because he was just a step out of reach the movement needed to bridge the gap was enough for him to block the knife wielding hand with a kick aimed at the knee. The kick didn’t connect as the guy stopped just short of it. The two were now circling each other looking for openings. It was the guy who took the initiative and jumped at G1M with several quick and broad slashes. That was a mistake the first broad slash went wide and before the slashing movement could return, G1M was already beside it. He grabbed the hand wielding the knife with his right arm quickly twisted it, blocked a punch from the left with his left hand and aimed a kick at the right knee. The knee shattered making a crunching sound and causing the guy to fall to the ground. G1M wasn’t content with that however; he locked the arms and head of the guy, by sitting close to him, his knees and legs blocking the arms and his arms holding the face.
‘Now you are going to tell me everything I want to know’ he said smiling. ‘Or I am going to be very upset. And trust me you don’t want to see me very upset’
The guy opened his mouth but no noise came from it. The guy had no tongue.
‘Great’ muttered G1M, then it was time to ask the other guys on the floor. He asked his men to check them while he quickly took care of his wound. He walked to his briefcase the merchant was gone, which was no surprise, opened it and took out a small metallic little cube. He sat down on the ground and pressed the cube in several points. The cube opened up revealing little metallic legs. He posed the figure on his shoulder near the wound and the little robot started working on removing the bullet and cleaning the wound. The robot’s small legs could easily dig into the tissue and get to the bullet, when the robot was finished removing it, it then sealed the wound be generating heat its side and gluing the two pieces of skin together. The pain was horrible but withstand able. G1M had experienced it many times and by refusing to use medication he felt somewhat more alive, as though he had passed another test.
Suddenly a figure shot out from a hiding place and quickly, while wielding a katana sliced G1M’s entire group before they could even life their hands. The figure was wearing a tight black suite with a hood covering its face. The figure was clearly a professional assassin, most likely hired by one of the other big shots.
He stretched his legs slightly and got up, the figure stood in front of him, it was remarkably small, its sword was already sheathed. He assumed a typical open position and waited for the figure to strike first. The biggest mistake most martial artists made was a lack of patience and let anger or other emotions get the better of you.
The figure moved in an instant it was remarkably quick, blink and you would miss it, G1M arched his neck and body backwards as the sword whooshed passed, if he would be even a second slower he would have lost his head. The figure continued the movement of the sword in a circular motion to G1M’s legs. It was too quick however and G1M couldn’t evade it completely, it took all his training to be able to evade it as much as he did. Whoever this was they were on a whole different level. He had never witnessed anyone as fast or as sharp as this. The figure took a step back and was ready for another strike. G1M wiped the blood from his leg where the katana scratched him, if it had been a proper hit he would have been cut to the bone instead of just a flesh wound.
G1M was at a disadvantage, the person in front of him was an amazing swordsman and he needed an edge, he couldn’t keep his eyes away from the person and the blade for even a second, or it would cost him his life. He decided there was only one thing for it he needed to be the dominator, he knew his skill was unequal he tested it against the best and he always won. He just needed to catch the figure by surprise, make a move that it wouldn’t be expecting.
With a quick dash G1M was in front of the figure, he jumped and launched a precise kick to the figure’s face. To his surprise he found that the figure was already gone from that place. In the instant that G1M jumped the figure moved at a speed that seemed unnatural, he was so fast that there was nothing he could do. His training never prepared him for something like this. While still in the air he could feel the figure and the katana at his back, he didn’t know how he knew this but he could feel his hairs standing on end, and before he even touched the ground the katana sliced him clean.
He fell to the ground his legs buckling under him, his face staring up. This wasn’t supposed to happen, this was wrong. He was the hero; he should have gotten the information just like any other mission, with enough time to get to other fun stuff. Not all was lost though; he recently got an upgrade on his hardware which he could now use. He whispered several orders into his headset telling his little robots to setup a perimeter and get him back to health. Just like the cube technology he used, he had a small chip in his arm that let him communicate with all his technology he was using that now to set some things in motion. However, something was wrong. The connection was being interrupted, which was impossible the connection was never interrupted before, the connection was in him. There shouldn’t have been any problem. All he heard though was connection error.
Above him the figure stood looking down. The hood flapped slightly with the wind and for a second he caught the figure’s face, an impossible face, the face of a young girl. Before he could raise his voice the girl raised her katana and with a quick swipe it came down too fast for him to even see.
***
LIRA closed her eyes and stared at the list that appeared in front of her. She finished the last list and it was time for the new one. The new one had 15 names, there were powerful names on the list, but also very low level names on it. She had to move quickly though, the community was already whispering that something was up, a cleanup operation that had been dubbed the surge was what the latest whispers said. This meant more work and more efficiency. Next time there won’t be a kill there will be complete removal.
She looked at number one on the list N00B52. She opened up her file, a workaholic spending hours on the job until it was done with a ferociousness that put the biggest guys to shame. However, she did not like to get her hands dirty she preferred to play a much more manipulative game and so she build layers around her, as protection, but also to help her find any rotten apples within her organization and remove them as efficiently as possible.
The base of operation for N00B52 was the docks; her home base was spread between Barcelona Spain, Moscow Russia and Zurich Switzerland. Her leisure pleases were also diverse but luckily LIRA knew exactly where she was. She closed her eyes and looked at the maps in her head, she scrolled through them until she located a blinking red dot with the name N00B52 on it. She zoomed out to see where the target was, and set off to make plans. N00B52 was in her base in Switzerland, this meant that she hired a lot of help, it would be difficult to enter that place it was a fortress. It would be easier to lure her out like she did the others but N00B52 never got out. She had to find a different way of removing her, something that would erase her completely as though she never existed. She thought for several moments, running different scenarios through her head until finally she found one that she was happy with.
She started by building the tools she needed for the job. For a job like this all you needed was technology and she knew exactly what to do. She had an affinity with technology a second nature almost. When she needed something done she found that she usually could just do it. She didn’t need to understand it or even follow the logic behind it, she just used the parts that fit in her head and build whatever it was she needed. For this job she needed an identity eraser, something that would remove the identity of a user. To do that all she needed to do was create a bypass, that way when information like security would be needed it would automatically be led to the bypass and there no information would be available. That would efficiently remove N00B52 from her environment or at least from her comfort zone.
However, N00B52 was a loner and distrustful of people in general, this meant that the tricky part in the whole operation was not hacking the system but rather finding the right location. LIRA quickly build the bypass device, she would now need to physically let in incorporate into the system at N00B52 residence, then wait until she got signal and she could start fine tuning the search for her.
Just to be on the safe side LIRA sent the bypass to all the possible centres N00B52 could be located in. This meant at least 5 different countries; she sent her information through to a 3D digital printer located near those places. The bypass would then walk to the residence and start the deletion procedure. As soon as it was build it should emit a signal so that LIRA would know that phase 1 of the plan worked. After completion of the second part another signal would be sent, after which the Bypass would self destruct and leave a little puddle of goo but nothing more. LIRA could have chosen to send the program directly into a 3D printer in the compound but that would mean an additional risk, if anyone would have found it, or even leftover data from the printed order the whole plan would be ruined.
LIRA waited patiently, after she finished her work and tested that her model system worked, for a signal. 10 minutes was when she got her first signal, 2 minutes later another and 5 after that the rest of signals arrived. This was normal, different places had different printers and each printer had their own work speed. It took several more moments until she got confirmation from all the little bots that everything was going smoothly. She closed her eyes and looked at the 5 screens that opened up there. In her mind she quickly scrolled through them.
The first place had nearly no people and everyone was very relaxed, there was no special security and only a handful of ordinary workers were in. First place could be removed from the list, she continued on to the second third fourth and fifth. Eventually, only one place showed any activity at all and that was the fifth place, the place in Zurich. What set that place apart from the rest was not that it had increased its security or workforce, but rather that several rooms on the second floor were completely cut off. They had no cameras there, no technological readings of any kind. This was too suspicious, and was most assuredly the place N00B52 was currently residing.
There was one problem, if she could not access the place than removing the details from the rest of the house would not mean a lot. Unless there was another system somewhere, but if even she couldn’t see it right now then she needed to go there in person. That was the only way, go there and remove her.
***
In the cover of darkness LIRA conveniently moved cameras and other sensors to exclude her, as she now had complete access to the facility she could just quickly sneak into the room she needed to get to. The closed and as of yet blind room was located on the third floor a quick look through the surveillance camera told her everything she needed to know; Where the guards were, what route to take and how to get in.
She quickly and with astounding agility leapt up the floors, avoiding the help and security until she stopped in front of a large door. She already knew she wasn’t going to enter the room through that door, it would take a much simpler approach, first she needed confirmation that N00B52 was here. She walked down the hallway and straight to the window, once there she opened it and climbed out towards the window that the room had. She just needed to get one good look at her and that would be enough. She got just next to the window using a little tool she constructed to keep her hooked to the wall and carefully balanced herself so that she could take a look into the room. Inside the luscious room there were two ladies, one was clearly meant to be N00B52 and the other the servant, but that wasn’t the truth of it. It was a show, she could see it clearly N00B52 was the servant. That meant she had to take out the help with a minimum of fuss, she had no tools with her to deal with such a job and going back was no option at the moment either.
She got back inside and stood next to the room, she needed more info. She went to the office of the head of security and prepared a little syringe.
She gently knocked on the door ‘lunch is served’ she said.
The door opened and a large man got out. ‘Lunch? What lunch if anything it should be dinner now’ he said angrily.
LIRA smiled an innocent smile and pushed the syringe into his back before he could say anything she pushed him into the room and closed the door behind her. Inside there were no other guards. She pushed him into the seat, the shot was already taking affect and he was looking very groggy. He didn’t even put up a fight which was strange, as usually most security she met at least tried one last resort.
‘Have you ever seen N00B52?’ she asked him.
‘No’ he replied automatically. His eyes were glazed and unfocused.
‘How does she get her food?’
‘It is delivered on a plate directly into the room’
‘How big is the plate?’
The guy motioned to a tray that stood on the table where he most likely got his lunch on. The tray was big enough for a large turkey; this meant she could most likely get in. People usually assumed she was incapable or innocent, both of which she made very good use of. Most people did not live long to regret their decision.
LIRA turned the guy back to his screens, in 10 minutes he would be back to normal with no memory of the last 20 minutes. She quickly got out of there and went into the kitchen. There were people bustling with activity. People were fussing around in the kitchen, which also worked in her favour; it meant she could blend in. She got a white overall from just outside the kitchen and got in as though she belonged there. A quick survey of the place let her through to the only place where the dinner could possibly go through. It was a small trap door and she could by flexing her body get into it. She waited for a bit doing little things the chefs told her until the food was ready to bring up. It was handed to one of the sous-chefs that went into the other room to put it in the hatch. He lifted it and before he could press the button he was stabbed with a small syringe in the back of the neck. He was pushed towards a chair and LIRA took the meal and put it in his hands. She quickly got in the door and asked the sous-chef to press the button which he obediently did.
It was very dark in the latch and LIRA closed her eyes, focusing on the job ahead. It was most likely N00B52 who would open the latch door, so she should be ready to take her out, she had 4 more syringes ready. She held them expertly in between her fingers.
The small elevator stopped and before the latch could open all the way, she had already thrown two syringes one into the person who opened the latch and one to the person lying on the bed. The syringes were a sophisticated little system that LIRA constructed. They had a small little chip in them that told them when to release their content, she designed them in such a way that as soon as they came into contact with buffered solution they would release their content automatically.
LIRA had a long and thorough look through the room; there were no other individuals here. She closed her eyes to make sure she got the right person. A little blinking mark told her that she did. She opened her eyes again; she walked to N00B52 and took out another syringe. This one was not to make you docile this one was to erase your mind. She knew now that this is what she should have done for the others. She pressed the syringe into N00B52’s neck and got out of the room and on to the next person on the list…
***
Kim opened her eyes and blinked several times. Her eyes hurt as though she hadn’t used them for a while. At first she was disoriented and a little lost, but then things slowly came back to her. She removed the extremely dark glasses that covered her eyes and shut down the world from her. Attached to the glasses was a wire with two earpieces that she forgot about, in her hurry to pull off the glasses she pulled the earpieces, which were firmly lodged into her ears, out. She rubbed her ears which were slightly red and irritated and stared around her. She was in her room, but what had happened? Why did she get out? She picked up the glasses again to see if she was disconnected from the server for a specific reason. There was a message waiting for her.
N00B52 has been disconnected from the server. LIRA protocol has been activated (Local Integrated Removal Application), this is security measure installed for users that spend over 30 hours in a row playing the game. As recommended by the health associations around the world after 30 hours of game play the LIRA protocol is initiated to disable the connection. Please log back in at a later time, your account has been saved and will be re-instigated when you are ready to continue.
Sincerely yours,
Garidion games
Kim stared at the text she completely lost track of time in that thing. She suddenly felt afraid of it; she very nearly got stuck in it. She put the glasses away, thank god they had that security protocol or I would really have a problem she thought. Then another thought struck her, what if the first people didn’t have this protocol and got stuck in the game? Or maybe she was still in the game…

Strangers

‘We really should stop this’ she said her voice slightly breaking, sounding somewhat insincere.
‘stop what? We haven’t done anything yet’ he replies with a smile
‘you know what I mean’ she mumbles and as she does she moves closer to him. He grabs hold of her and pulls her close to him. ‘comeon Joseph, you know we can’t’ she answers playfully
‘Oh who cares?! And you know you want to!’ He is an arrogant bastard, always was. The typical bad boy and she hates herself for liking him that much better for it. He grabs hold of her head with his right hand and kisses her strongly on the mouth. At first she struggles slightly but she quickly gives in letting herself go with the kiss, knowing where this will lead her.
***
Michelle was in the kitchen cutting vegetables. Why she wasn’t all that sure, it sure as hell wasn’t for that no good cheating husband of hers. He had been out late again the night before, so called working. But she knew better than that, working was the last thought on his mind, she was sure of that.
Meno was walking down the stairs ‘ Hi hun’ he called.
‘Don’t you hun me!’ Where were you last night?!’ She asked her voice filled with venomous contempt.
‘I was at work. I told you.’ he answered calmly.
‘Yeah, ofcourse you were. Why did it take you so long to get home then? And why didn’t you answer my calls?’ her voice was rising quite a bit now.
‘Work took longer then I thought, and I had a deadline you know that. Couldn’t have any distractions so I turned off my phone, but I came back home as soon as I finished’
‘Yes ofcourse you did. You are such a liar! Why did you come back home at all?! Why didn’t you stay with the one you are having an affair with huh?’ she was practically screaming now.
‘Oh come on hun, would I be stupid enough to come back home if I was having an affair?’ It was the wrong thing to say and he knew it as soon as he said it.
‘So you are admitting you had an affair?! You Bastard!’
‘No I didn’t have an affair, I told you. You can check with Larry he was in the office with me, just ask him’ He was pleading now, but pleading at this point was like pleading with a rabid dog. Both are pointless, although Meno wished he was negotiating with a rabid dog right now, at least he would have the chance to get away.
‘Of course Larry would say whatever you wanted him too; you are great pals’ she muttered.
‘This is ridiculous, I can’t talk to you when you’re like this. I’ll be in the garage talk to me when you’re normal.’ Meno retorted, and walked down the stairs towards the garage. The day was warm and he opened the garage doors to let in some much needed air and sunlight. He took off his shirt and started working on his pet project, the reconstruction of an old 1964 Chevy convertible. He had already previously tweaked the engine and there were just a few more things he needed to do to get the car up and running.
He was busy working on the car when suddenly an unfamiliar female voice was calling out to him.
‘Hello? Excuse me’ Meno turned around to see a cute skinny blond girl standing in front of his garage.
‘Yes? Can I help you with anything?’ He asked.
‘I hope so, I just moved here and I thought I’d take a look at the neighbourhood.’
‘Oh did you buy a property here?’
‘Yes, I bought a house in the other street, I’m Joan’ She said extending her arm.
‘Hi Joan, I’m Meno. It’s a pleasure to meet you.’ He answered shaking her extended hand. ‘I didn’t know there was a house for sale in this neighbourhood.’ He added.
‘I saw it a couple of weeks ago and fell in love with the place.’ She answered smiling ‘I don’t know anything about the community though, are the people here nice?’
‘Most of them are. Just don’t get on Miss Burrows bad side and everything will be fine. She is a little further down the road at number 54’
‘I’ll make sure to avoid her then’ she said the same smile still painted on her face ‘anything else I should know?’
‘I don’t think so it’s a pretty nice neighbourhood. There are a lot of places to go for walks around the area if that’s your thing and the people are kind and most of the neighbours know each other. So that is probably what marks a good neighbourhood’
‘How about any singles? Or are there only couples here?’
‘Mostly couples. There is I think only one single guy here’
‘You?’ Joan asks smiling a cheeky smile
‘Ehh… No I’m married’ Milo answers awkwardly
‘Oh, sorry I didn’t really mean anything by it. It’s just that you’re a handsome guy so I was just wondering that’s it’ Joan smiles a big broad smile
‘Don’t worry about it. I actually like it when a woman is direct. I wish they were all like that, it would save a lot of time. Maybe I should get you to meet my wife’ Milo adds smiling.
‘Sure, anything I can do to help. But just so I know where does the single guy here live and is he good looking?’ Joan quickly asks
‘Oh he is at number 25. Don’t know if he is good looking though it is kinda hard to tell’
‘Alright, no problem. Maybe I’ll go check for myself. It was nice meeting you’
‘Yeah you too’ Milo stares at Joan as she walks away, her ass swaying from side to side. She is a beautiful woman and for several moments Milo thinks of screwing her. It has been so long since he’s actually had sex and with his wife’s constant bickering he never feels like it anymore. At least not with her, but it’s not like she would like to either. It seems as though lately the only thing she wants to do is shout at him. Milo lets it go and goes back to work on his car.
***
‘My lord that was incredible’ he announces sweaty and naked in his bed. He is laying on his back one hand behind his head the other around a beautiful woman.
‘I’m glad you liked it’ she replies her voice pouring. She is naked under the blanket her head leaning on his chest.
‘I could get used to this’ he says smiling slightly.
‘Well don’t get your hopes up’ she answers jokingly and slaps him gently on his chest.
They lay there in each other’s embrace, very content to let the day pass although they both know that sooner rather than later, they will have to get back up and face the world.
***
Adam sat in front of his TV when his front door bell rang. Reluctantly he got up and walked towards the door, he hated being interrupted during his favourite pass time, watching television. He opened the door while still facing the television set.
‘Yes’ he said and turned his head to face the intruder. In front of him stood a beautiful blond woman he had never seen previously. Staring at the women in front of him all thoughts of his precious television programme fade and his jaw drops open.
‘Hi, I’m Joan’ says the pretty blond extending her hand.
‘Hi Joan, I’m Adam’ replies Adam managing to close his mouth.
‘I just moved here and I thought I’d introduce myself’ Joan smiles a sheepish smile and adds ‘I talked to Meno earlier and he told me you were the only single guy in this place’
Adam rubbed his head before answering awkwardly ‘Yeah, I guess that’s true… Would you like to come in?’
***
Adam and Joan got dressed and looked at each other. For Adam this was a first of what he hoped would be a much needed change in his life. He could only guess what it meant for Joan but she seemed eager enough, maybe there was something more there. He stared at Joan, at the curves of her body and he couldn’t help but feel a little elated at having been with this woman. He smiles broadly at her when suddenly the door bell rings. Twice in one day? He wonders, that happens only very rarely.
Leisurely he walks towards the door and opens it, before he can even say hello however a knife appears and slices his throat. He wants to shout, to scream, to cry, but it is all too late the blood of his life is flowing out of him. He is pushed violently backwards and the door closes behind him.
‘Adam? Who was it?’ asks Joan from the bedroom. But Adam can’t answer, he falls to the floor and gasping for air loses consciousness.
‘Adam?’ calls Joan again. She walks towards the door and before she can reach it she is confronted by a figure, light shining from behind the figure makes any feature indistinguishable. Fear slowly rises within her, telling her that this figure is dangerous. She wants to run, to get away and as she tries to do so the figure reaches to her and she feels something wet dripping. She reaches up to her throat and looks in surprise at her wet and gluey hands but before she can even realize that it is blood, she falls down to the floor and slowly faints. The figure stares at the two for a moment and then calmly walks out the door.
Outside a car is waiting it is a 1964 Chevy convertible, the figure walks towards the car and enters it from the passenger’s side, inside it Meno is sitting at the wheel.
‘Is it done?’ he asks.
The figure removes the cape and answers ‘It is. Wow I needed that, we should be alright now for a while.’
‘So what are the new names?’ asks Meno.
‘I don’t know. I liked Michelle.’
‘How about Joseph and Jenny?’ suggests Meno.
‘We already had Joseph’ answers Michelle.
Meno starts the car and they drive away into the next town.
***
Phillip stands on his porch looking out over the bay. His wife Deborah is at it again she has been at it for weeks. The endless shouting, the fighting, for the first time he thinks about leaving her, but there are too many things buried between them, too many secrets they keep, they can never truly be apart from one another. No matter how bad things would ever get. He sighs and walks into his study. He opens a small drawer in his desk and takes out a small folder. The folder contains several pages filled with newspaper clippings. He stares at them, they are their history, they include everything and he stares at them with love. He closes the folder and feels content and almost inspired to add another clipping. From the side of the folder one little newspaper clipping can be seen its title is another gruesome murder with no suspects or clues.