"You want to prove difficult huh? I guess that you must not know who you're dealing with but I'll let you know anyway, I'm motherfucking Samuels" I said under a breath then smiled and took out one of the two hair pins I had in my hair.
There were three originally but something must have happened to one from all the things that happened today.
I bent and arranged the pin in the right manner for the job then jammed it into the keyhole and started to jiggle in a particular pattern which was meant for lock-picking until I heard the *CLICK*
A skill I learnt when I was a kid in the orphanage and used when we wanted to play with our presents the guardians hid from us until it was Christmas
The moment the door was unlocked I got another rush of mixed emotions from Amanda but that wasn't going to stop me from my quest so I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly to calm myself.
"You're not going to stop me from going through with it this time kid"
I pushed the door open slowly to avoid it making any noise but the CREAKING sound was still very irritating to my ears but fortunately for me it wasn't loud enough to leave the corridor
With the door opened and me standing and looking in I saw that the entire room was in pitch black darkness and the dim light from the corridor didn't flow inside enough to change that.
I entered the room moving slowly and with each step I took the stronger the emotions flooding me got and I could feel tears about to build up in my eyes but I fought it.
I ran my fingers by the door as I made it in then I went right beside the door frame and reached up for a light switch, patting my hand along the dusty wall as I went up
"Where is it? Where is it? There usually is one around this area and time zones doesn't change that" I spoke with a stressed voice as stretching for a light switch became a tiring process
I finally found it then flipped it on to see that the entire room was covered in dust and cobwebs
Some of the dust particles in the air entered my lungs as I inhaled but gradually I got used to the dustiness as I moved around a bit.
The room seemed very strange to me, for one thing there were a lot of plastic objects on the floor, mats and other shock absorbing and edge protection type looking materials just lying down.
At the extreme was something big and rectangular shaped covered in black plastic wrapping placed on a dusty blue foam mat and next to a dusty old looking cupboard.
"What is that?" I casually approached the covered structure and pulled off the black plastic revealing what was underneath which was a baby cradle
"What the... What's this doing here?" I wondered as I circled round the cradle running my fingers on it as I moved along then getting back to my original spot I stretched my head in over the top frame and I had to stand on my toes before I could make it.
The black plastic wrapping it was under had protected it from the dust invasion
"What's this?" The sight of an old newspaper resting perfectly in the middle of a blue baby sized mattress in the cradle piqued my interest and with no seconds hesitation I reached in and tried to pick it up but my hand wasn't long enough.
I changed tactics and stuck my hand through the spaces in the frame of the cradle then folded the newspaper enough for it to pass through the space as well
From the front of the newspaper I recognized the publication company and it was THE DAILY SUN newspaper and that particular one I had in hand dated back to two and a half years ago January 7th, 2033
"Why would an old newspaper article be in somewhere like this" I decided to check the contents.
The major headline talked about GHA business related issues, the next headline that followed was about conspiracy theories about the Dot Log Chips, conspiracies and gossip was what the BULL'S HORN segment of the paper was mostly about.
There was only the front and back page of the newspaper available so my scanning wasn't done for long but still I almost got bored and wanted to stop reading when I came across the BEHIND THE SCENES segment of the paper where they talk about more personal situations like the after effects left on families after a crisis.
The image in the middle of the segment caught my attention so I pulled the paper closer to my face "what the... is that Brian?" I squinted my eyes trying to get a good look at the image on the paper.
Even though with no dust on it the paper was still a rather old one so some colours had faded and some texts were worn off.
According to what the headline hinted at the article written by Victoria Whyte focused on a failed kidnapping attempt in an area not so far from the major roads near Brian's house and it read
"... In a high class suburban area where you would expect nothing less than peaceful ambiance with welcoming neighbors and the only scuffle imagined to be had is one with a neighbors pet bulldog.
This was true until the fateful day the writer and creator of the children's book THE LOLIGAGLES which has a TV show by the same name decided to do a meet and greet/book signing tour around town to celebrate the new years with his fans who are kids in the three months to three years age bracket.
On that day; the 4th of January, after coming back from the meet and greet Mrs Hope Nevel along with her two years old son Saint where highjacked from their car by the popular and also infamous faction of GHA anti-socialists who call themselves The Human Liberal Front.
During the struggle with the faction members and trying to protect her son Mrs Nevel was shot twice in the chest and left for dead while the culprits made away with the child.
Fortunately, until the point of her death her Dot Log Chip had recorded and alerted the crisis to the Police who jumped into action pursuing the assaulters in their black van but things never truly ends well for any party in a murder for in an attempt to escape through a one way street the van came into collision with a cement truck and all passengers inside the van lost their lives and sadly even the child didn't make it.
The husband Mr Brian Nevel arrived at the scene an hour later to the sight of his wife being taken out in a..."
I stopped reading the article at this point as I couldn't maintain my bearings. I felt like the dam holding back Amanda's emotions had broken and the flood was setting in. I tried to fight it but I couldn't anymore and dropped to the floor in tears.
I too felt sad at what I read but Amanda made the impact on me to quadruple. I sat bent over on the floor with my head resting on my knees and my hands on my head touching the back of my neck for a couple of minutes crying and trying to regain myself.
With no hope of getting mellow quick enough I took in a deep breath pushing myself backwards and hitting my back on the cupboard behind me *DUD*
The cupboard was rather light so my weight on it pushed it back a little and as it staggered to go back to it's original position something inside made a banging noise.
I rubbed my nose dry
"What was that?" The sound was low but still I heard it. I turned around and slid open the first drawer.
From sitting on the floor I really wasn't able to see what was inside but still I stretched my left hand inside and felt something of two textures, one was smooth and leathery while the other was hard and cold.
I brought out the first one which was on top and it was a family picture with Brian, Amanda, a woman and a little baby boy
"So this is what they look like" I took and held the picture in my right hand and reached in again. This time the object was a lot heavier than the picture and the coldness against my skin was enough to run down my veins and made them tense up.
As I was taking out the object out of the cupboard I flipped the picture to the back and saw a writing on it which read "I'M SORRY, BUT I CANT ABANDON AMANDA"
I wandered what it meant by that until the idea became clear to me when I held what I took out from the drawer in front of me and it was a silver hand gun
*GASP*The sight of the gun caused my heart to skip a beat and accompanying that experience was a mini heart attack as my sight became hazy and I gasped for air and started to pant.The cold and the hard texture of the gun in my hand against the skin of my palm caused my veins to firm up trying to force more blood to flow to my palm in order to warm it up."He actually wanted and tried to go this far" I dropped the gun on the floor beside me gently and laid down on my back and faced the ceiling with my hands netted and placed my my stamach.Too many emotions and questions ran through my head and they wouldn't let me think of the plan I needed the Black box codes or how to execute it..Thirty minutes passed and I was still lying down in deep thought. The time now was almost getting to 2am in the morning and I was so mentally and physically drained that I didn't realize whe
*KCHH*I gritted my teeth and groanedThe bullet flew right through my hand leaving a clean hole as it's entry and exit points and me in a lot of pain"F*CK!!" I shouted as I crunched over pressing my injured hand between my other hand and my abdomen bloodying my shirt then I took the towel and wrapped around my injured hand and wound firmly but in the process the pain was so unbearable that I almost dropped the gun and drop on my knees as well and all the while Brian was left speechless and in awe as he looked at me."W-What did you do?"*RING* *RING*The house telephone behind Brian rang out filling the entire room but it couldn't do anything to change the intense atmosphere.*PANT* *PANT*"D-Don't touch it... let it go to v-voicemail" I spoke out with a cracking voice after I successfully managed to stop the bleeding while constantly panting an
*STEP*Brian walked out of the house completely infuriated and confused wondering if what just happened moments earlier was even real or he was still in bed having an existential crisis type dream.He couldn't tell if it was really someone else controlling his baby girl or if it was the thing in her brain that was causing the change in personality but it was too erratic to be coincident.*Ahh*He exhaled as he rubbed his hand against his forehead in a circular pattern then he brought out the flashdrive from his trouser pocket and looked at it scrutiny wise observing each area of it "there's no way that my Amanda could have made a programmed execution-on-insertion flashdrive like this and those things I found in her backpack as well..."He fell his hand to his thigh in hopeless subjugation and raised his head to face the clouds as he sighed "please, not again!"His dreadf
Whenever he was with Gabriel Valestein Jerry Stringer usually goes from the role and persona of a security official to a dignified Butler and even the way he speaks changes to fit the role. This showed how much respect and revere he had for Valestein"Umm... sorry... it's nothing, I was just talking to this kid who said his stuff were seized...""...Where are my manners good morning Mr. Jerry" He continued to bow his head a bit and greet Jerry who was behind Valestein and he was also replied with a "Good morning Mr Nevel" and a small head bow as well"Do not get all stuffy Jerry, Brian must be going through a lot so we can at least things easier for him" Valestein smiled"If I am not mistaken I heard you say a property was seized? Why and by whom?" Valestein asked with a tone which you could tell that he was serious but it still came out playfully as he squated down to Brian's and Michael's level<
"Hmm!?" Brian widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows which made his forehead to wrinkle and fold as he pressed his lower and upper lips against each otherSeeing as his question was not taken in properly by the man standing next to him on first utterance Valestein repeated himself while taking a side step waving his hands and gesturing for Brian to take the lead in entering into the elevator first "What do you think the human limit is?"Still hesitant because of the situation he find himself in Brian looked at the smiling middle aged man in front of him and at the elevator in a suspicious manner then lackluster in entering with the way he flinched his bodyWith Valestein taking notice of this he sighed and took the initiative to get into the elevator first inorder to placate Brian of his suspicions then seeing how paranoid he had been he also followed behind then the both of them while inside turned around and faced the outs
Valestein went from looking at Brian and smiling to looking at the elevator lights and his smile lessened even more "Vision!" he uttered stretching the word"What?" Brian asked"I understand what you said completely and in actuality you are right but VISION that is what the human limit is" he looked back at Brian"..." Brian just stood in his spot blinking his eyes in confusion as he tried to wrap his head around what Valestein meant "how can vision—""A VISION tells you what is physically possible and what is physically not and how to make what seems impossible possible. It gives you the full scope laying out what leads to what and what might lead to what if you leave it be and make a slight change in specific areas based on the Information you get..."The explanation made Brian even more perplexed "Excuse my obtuseness Sir but a vision can and can't and—what?" he was getting more and more co
When the first block of light had appeared Brian had inadvertently shut off his phone's back flash light and stuffed it back into his pocket as he thought he wouldn't need it"This must be the end of the lights so what I need to do now is move to the left then slide my hand along the wall as I walk. hmmm!" Brian hadn't even walked in the hallway for up three minutes.He continued dragging his palm along the wall as he went in further feeling the cold and smooth texture of the wall when he reached a point where the wall around his palm felt slightly different from the rest then it shone a blue colour and highlighted around his hand."What the..." Brian quickly pulled back his hand out of surprise and jolted sideways and after gaining his senses he stood upright then turned around to face the highlighted hand figure in front of him*SLID*The highlight slid to the left and vanished inside the wall and
*CLICK*I stood at the top of the stairs as I watched Brian walk out the door and closed it behind him then I waited for some extra more minutes until I had heard the noise of an igniting engine and then the zooming-off sound of a car moments later."Ahhh! finally" I sighed*DROP*The gun fell to the floor from my hand which freed it to support the towel as I took my wounded hand to my chest with the bloodied towel between my cloth and the injured hand then I went downstairs turning right at the bottom and entering into the kitchen.'Sorry about using your love for your daughter like that but I had no other choice' I mumbled halfway down the stairs.I rushed straight to the sink staggering my way there and almost tripping on the step which separated the living room from the kitchen as my light-headedness made everything wobbly.*FWOOSH*While at the