"Calm down,ma'am" the police woman advised. "Go and sit down over there,I will call you when it's your turn" she pointed to a seat where some people were seated. All of them looked sad. It was like they were there for something serious. Of course, no one would visit a police station for fun but the number of people seated there seemed much and that was strange.Grace couldn't argue though she didn't like the 'I will call you when it is your turn' response from the police officer. She scurried over to the seat and took the available space beside a woman.The woman was holding a picture of a small boy. She wiped tears off her eyes intermittently. Grace thought the woman must be there to report the boy missing. Her curiosity pushed her to talk to the woman."He's your son?" Grace asked the woman."That's Andrew, he went missing on his tenth birthday" the woman cried. Grace pondered over her response. It seemed to have happened a long time ago the way she spo

"Raymond" Grace groaned weakly as she pulled Raymond's shirt. She had woken up like a little while ago."Are you okay?" Raymond panted nervously. He moved nearer to her. He checked her out frowning at all the bruises on her."Where are we?" Grace looked around the room scantily. She was definitely clueless about their location."Where we are. We are in the lion's den" Raymond cried. "There is nothing to worry about....we are the lions. Aren't we?" Grace laughed. Raymond stared at her like she was crazy. If she could find this funny, then she was completely crazy.Raymond didn't want to laugh with her at first but he couldn't hold it,watching Grace contagious laughter."They will be here soon" Grace declared. She was not bothered about their present state in the least. She was just happy to see Raymond again."Who are they?" Raymond asked. He was becoming more relaxed too. He should be, if Grace that was supposed to be afraid, wa

Raymond stood still in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He believed he wanted to do the right thing but something kept hindering him. He ran his fingers through his hair speedily scattering its pattern. He breathed heavily with irregular paces."I have to do it, I have to do it" he kept muttering to himself. He looked down at the wash hand basin at his waist level. In there were all the remaining vials of the vaccine he invented.There was no more reason to keep them. It had served it purpose more than once. It cured all the infected in the Elite School. It also saved him from the abductors by turning Grace into a monster. And that was the disadvantage. It seemed to be killing Grace slowly.She shouldn't be made a monster to save or protect him. It would have been better if it was him that was turning into that. He had drank the vaccine to become something like that but it just never happened.Grace might know this was dangerous for her but was ignori

Mr. Cypher put on a headphone. He was talking to a man who's head filled the whole screen of the laptop in front of him."There won't be a room for any mistake" he spoke to a small mic connected to the headphone hanging around his mouth."Is there anything you will need that escaped your mind before and you just remembered not long ago?" he asked calmly. "And you are not in need of more men?" he said again after another brief pause for listening."Then there won't be any thing to worry about" he continued after watching the man for a brief moment of mouth wild shake."That's a promise and I like it very much" he said after another pause. "Then let's talk again after the party" he removed the headphone and turned to face Karl.Karl had been waiting for him to complete the video call. He looked very scared and doubtful."What do you say, your important message is?" Mr. Cypher questioned Karl. "He is alive" Karl

The gunshots become more intense more than just gun fights, like a war front. Everyone ran helter skelter, unsure of which direction to face."I don't think this is a drill" Grace hugged Raymond tightly. They were stuck in their position."If it is one then it is a hell of drill" Raymond held tight on her too. They weaved right and left every seconds to avoid being bumped on by the people running around."What could be happening? Third World War?" she looked directly in his eyes, like she would see her answer there."No, of course, not Third World War." Raymond disagreed. She was worse at guessing. This was not bad enough to be described as a global war."Okay, whatever it is, I wish it ends quickly" she prayed heartily, closing her eyes."Ends quickly? Are you saying we all die right now?" he asked with a solemn face. He wasn't ready to die."No. I mean the shooting stops, not our lives" she clarified smacking his chest. It seemed li