March 05, 2022
Saturday 6:00 AM
Senior Police Officer II Timotheus Alfarez was nearly asleep while waiting for the end of his duty, but the station’s six o’clock alarm rang out in the whole department, and he almost fell from his swivel chair because of shock.
He shook his head, stood up, got his car key, and went out of his office. Bid his goodbye to his co-police before he left the station.
He drives silently while feeling the morning breeze coming from his open window. Sun rays filled the almost cloudless blue sky. The sun was hiding behind the tall mountains of San Lorenzo but at any minute, it would show up high above it.
The car’s tank was approximately empty so he went to the nearby gasoline station and refilled it. The empty and quiet road of San Lorenzo was slowly replaced by the noise of engines coming from different transportations.
Start of a new day for public laborers, factory workers, and for the people who’ll do stuff that matters.
It took him thirty minutes before he arrived at their home near San Lorenzo’s seashore. The sea was calm and the sea breeze was gentle. His neighbors greeted him on a pleasant morning.
While parking his car in their garage, the aroma of black coffee and the sound of the radio filled the air.
He entered the backdoor where the kitchen is located, and he found his seventeen-year-old son, Trestan Joern Alfarez, busy preparing breakfast.
“Morning dad.” Trestan didn’t give him a gaze but he knew that it was his father who entered the backdoor. Timotheus got a mug and filled it with hot coffee from the coffee maker, and sat on a stool in their mini-bar.
While sipping in his mug, Timotheus picks up the daily newspaper delivered every morning in front of their house. His eyebrows form into one line when he reads the front page.
[‘Two Police Officers captured the 3rd and 5th most wanted drug lord in San Lorenzo’]
Timotheus must be happy ‘coz he’s one of those police officers and his photo was printed on the newspaper but beside it was the photo of his competitor, Senior Police Officer II Simeon Ferran, in their department.
His blood boils and throws the newspaper somewhere and his hand forms into a fist. Unconditionally, he drinks the smoky coffee and too late to realize that it’s very hot.
“What the!? Oh... Sh*t!”
Trestan looked at him and laughed because of his hilarious facial expression. He finished arranging the plates and utensils and started putting the omelet, pancakes, and chocolate syrup in the center of the round dining table. He’s about to go upstairs to wake her seven-year-old little sister, Cally Zeah Alfarez when small steps give him a sign that his sister is going downstairs.
A rosy cheeks, messy hair, grumpy eyes, and a cute pair of pajamas. Cally slowly walked like a zombie but when she saw her father, her gloomy aura was supplanted by a joyous expression. She ran toward him and hugged his father’s leg but Timotheus lifted her and kissed her forehead.
“How’s your sleep sweetheart?”
“It’s fine and I had a dleam!” Cally was stuttering in the letter ‘r’ and often said it in ‘l’ sound.
“Cally, you still haven’t changed. You still stutter in the letter ‘r’. How many times do I have to teach---“
“Son, just let her be. Don’t stress yourself. Soon she’ll be good at it.” Timotheus kissed his daughter’s temple.
“I don’t think so.” Trestan shook his head before sitting on his chair. Timotheus puts Cally down to her chair then, he also on his chair.
“What’s your dream sweetheart? Care to share?” Asked Timotheus while smiling at his daughter.
“Mom is reading a bedtime stoly for me and she sings a lullaby until I fall asleep,” Cally said with a big smile on her face.
Timotheus and Trestan look at each other and smile sadly. They didn’t say anything and just sat on their chairs and began to put the omelet and pancakes on their plate.
“How’s school?” Timotheus asked his son.
“Fine,” Trestan answered shortly. He rarely speaks due to a psychological problem called ‘Selective Mutism’ in which an individual has an actual fear of speaking and social interactions where there is the expectation to speak and communicate.
He just speaks if he’s comfortable and relaxed with a certain person or group. He is always silent especially in school, with no friends or someone to talk to but his differences from other people are that he is truly a Science and Math genius. Praised by his lecturers because of his unique ability.
While eating, Trestan sliced the pancake for Cally. Timotheus was glad to see his son taking care of his little sister.
“Daddy, an amusement palk as you plomised?” Cally asked innocently.
“Of course sweetheart. Daddy doesn’t break promises, right?”
“Yes. Yes.”
“I’ll just sleep and we’ll be going to the amusement park at ten o’clock, alright?” He patted Cally’s head then continued eating.
“Alright. Kuya will join us?” She looks at her older brother with a questioning look. Trestan just nodded and continued eating his breakfast.
(The word ‘Kuya’ used as a polite form of address for an older man, elder brother, or boy cousin)
After their breakfast, Timotheus went upstairs to take some sleep. He first removes his shoes then his police uniform and lets his body fall on the soft mattress where his body bounces a bit but before he closes his eyes, Timotheus looks at every corner of his bedroom.
His eyes fixed on a huge bookshelf where thick books were piled neatly but covered with some dust.
Due to his fatigue and hallucinations, he saw a fair lady turning her back on him. Searching for a book and then facing but not looking at him. She was busy reading while standing and leaning on the bookshelf.
Her butterscotch wavy hair almost covers her face but she put it behind her ears.
“Carina...” He whispered while looking at her.
Her almond eyes looked at him and her lips formed into a curve. She smiled sweetly unto him. He smiled back but in a blink of an eye, she disappeared. Hot tears fell in his half-opened eyes.
“How I wish I could turn back time? Where I can feel your embrace.”
After a moment he fell asleep.
There are no classes and work on Saturday’s and Sunday’s so the Alfarez family either stays at home or goes outside to have fun and relax. Cally is playing with her dolls on their front porch. “Do you wanna play with me?” She said while holding a female doll in her right hand.“Nah! I don’t want to.” She answered her own question while holding the male doll in her left little hand.“But... But why?” She moved the female doll and acted as if she was crying.“Because you ale... hmm... you’le ugly! Yes! Ugly! Bleh!” “Wahh! Bad! Bad! I’m not ugly! I’m not ugly! I’m pletty!” She struck the female doll to the male doll and acted as if they were fighting.On the other hand, Trestan is watering their plants in front of their ‘Single-family Detached Home’ made of concrete materials with black and white paint. It faces the calm sea and the place is peaceful and quiet not until a boyish teenage girl, named Blair Gabrielle Ferran, stops riding her bike in front of Alfarez residence. “What’s
Trestan was still holding his head. “She literally has a hard head. Tss.” He walked around without knowing where to go until he stopped by in front of the horror house. Another memory popped. ***“Dad, let’s go! I want to go inside this horror house.” Little Trestan pulled his father but Timotheus didn’t move.“I can wait here outside, son.”“But---““Baby, don’t force your dad. I can join you if you want.”“But I want daddy to come with us.” Trestan pouted.Trestan winced and shook his head while remembering how clingy he was before.“Hon---““Fine, kiddo. Whatever you want. Let’s go.”“Hon, you sure? You’ll be okay?”“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be? It’s… It’s just a horror house.” He gulped once before entering.***Trestan followed his memory until he found himself, walking alone inside the dark place with red blinking lights. “Nothing’s new. Still the horror house from years ago.”***“It’s not that scary. Right, dad?” Little Trestan asked his dad who heard him cursed a lot of tim
“Sweetie, please stay here, I’ll just need to do something important.” Timotheus kneeled in front of Cally, busy eating her cotton candy. “ Daddy will be back immediately. Stay and wait for me, okay?” “Whele’s Kuya?” “He’ll be here soon. Don’t go anywhere and don’t talk to strangers, understand?” She nodded. Timotheus kissed her daughter’s little forehead before he left. Cally was sitting on a wooden bench near the carousel. She’s not afraid to be alone because she knows that her father or brother will be there soon. While eating a pink cotton candy, she noticed someone behind a store nearby. The lady, wearing a uniform of the amusement park’s staff, was vomiting something red, and it looked like blood. Her body has some purple spots and looks like she’s sick. She went down on the bench and was about to walk toward the lady’s direction when someone held her shoulder. “Hi Cally!” Her classmate, Dylan Trevon Torres, called her. “Dylan!” “Oh! Is she, Cally? Your cr---“ “Mom!
“I will put you behind the bars.” The man almost pees to his shorts and his trembling hand swiftly gets the money. He looks at the man in a black leather jacket and shows his middle finger before he leaves.The police just shook his head and returned to his car. He looked at his wristwatch and almost cursed because the meeting will probably start before he arrives at the station. Thank God! The conference was delayed and will start after five minutes.“SPO2 Alfarez, I heard some rumors or should I say a fact?” Police whispered to SPO2 Alfarez. He is the most reliable source of information in their department and he’s a good friend of Timotheus, SPO1 Arnon Mojares. “You and SPO2 Ferran will get promoted and guess what officer?” He said while moving his eyebrows up and down, as if he was trying to make fun of SPO2 Alfarez.“What?” He raised his eyebrow.“In the same ceremony. It’s exciting, right?” The police laughed. “You should treat us to a fine restaurant. Haha.”Timotheus clench
March 15, 2022Tuesday, 8:37 PMOfficer Alfarez and Officer De Vega planned to investigate in the middle of the night where everyone is surely at home. They are wearing an all-black outfit with a mask and a black baseball cap. They’re about to enter a barn when they heard footsteps coming from afar. Hiding behind a cart, listening to every move from the other person around.“I need to talk to that bullsh*t farmer. Who does he think he is? Reporting this to the authority? I thought you handled it right? You’re useless!” The guy said with irritation in his voice. Alfarez and De Vega peeked from the small holes in the cart. The other guy didn’t say anything but from the looks of it, he doesn’t feel well. “Hey! Are you okay? Talk!” The irritated guy panicked.“I-I can’t b-breath.”“Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! H-Hold on! I’ll just get the car and i-immediately send you to the hospital.” The guy said and ran away. When he’s not on the site, Alfarez and De Vega move closer to the poor guy who is h
Six o’clock on the next day came, many patients arrived at the hospital where Cally was admitted. Trestan went back to their home to get some clothes and when he returned, his phone rang. “What’s up doctor?” “Where are you?” “Hospital.” “Why are you there?” The doctor’s tone was tinged with shock. “My sister got sick, and doctor,” He paused. “I don’t want to think that my assumption is right but I think… I think my sister is infe---“ “Listen, save your explanations later but for now… you need to leave there right now! The virus that we’re observing spread everywhere and I heard that they will lockdown hospitals. You might be trapped there, so hurry!" Trestan stilled when he looked at the television in the hospital's lobby. [“SL News... last 2020, an epidemic has spread throughout San Lorenzo that killed almost half of the town’s population. And this disease seems to be returning and the side effects are even worse than last year. It was scattered throughout the town and everyo
‘... Someone… please! Wake me up.’Ferran’s heart almost dropped by the knock on the front door. He slowly opened it and saw a teenage girl wearing a boyish outfit. “Hey, uncle! Good morning. Mom wants to have you this and---”“Thank you.” He quickly grabbed the container and closed the door.“And mom is asking you to have dinner with us. See yah.” The girl said before leaving. He sighed and looked at the container and saw fried rice and a fried egg.While eating his breakfast at a messy table, his mind was full of questions. ‘What happened?’ ‘Is this a nightmare?’ ‘Can someone tell me what’s happening right now?’Before he took a bath, he looked in the mirror again and nothing changed.He is in Simeon Ferran’s body and it was like a torture to him, to be in his rival’s body. He tried to slap himself once and it really hurt that turned his golden brown cheek to red.He took a bath and wore something clean and comfortable. He sat on a messy couch and looked at the empty ceiling.
“Ferran,” someone called his name so he lost his deep thoughts. “Finally you’re here. We need to get the statement of the rape victim, Georgia Ramos. She’s now conscious according to the nurse who’s in charge of taking care of her.” Seconds passed before he recognized the man who’s in front of him. He is SPO1 Rouvie Sanchez, Ferran’s partner, and friend. He doesn’t care about Alfarez and Ferran’s issue so he casually deals with everyone but of course, he is really close to Ferran. “Okay. Let’s go.” He gets his cap and leather jacket before he leaves his cubicle. PO2 Jennifer Jimenez smiled at him as they passed by the front desk but he didn’t give her at least one glance because he went straight out of the station and got into the police car. SPO1 Sanchez grinned at him while starting the car’s engine. “It looks like PO2 Jimenez really likes you but you don’t even give her some attention. Haha. Poor Jimenez.” SPO1 Sanchez said and laughed a little. When they reached their dest