“Are you one hundred percent sure that this tape is accurate? did someone alter the video? Yes! That must be it… get me the original recording now!” Victor hysterically demanded in disbelief, sprinting to his feet and angrily grabbing hold of the guard’s uniform; clearly he was in denial seeing the familiar figure.     “I swear Master… this… is…”     “No! It can’t be! He’s dead… the dead cannot steal from the living! Someone else must be responsible!” No matter what, he needed a logical explanation.     Even though he was a despicable doctor that saw his position as an opportunity to fuel his evil plans of manipulating and controlling the population by treating them as random test subjects to choose from, driving them to the point of insanity knowing full w

    “What are you saying? Am… am I in that place? Is… is this Acre Hills?” Marcel asked nervously, finally taking note of the layout of the space around her.     Although she could have guessed at first glance from the furnishing of the tiled floors, well insulated ceiling, air vents and custom made hospital bedding, the girl merely thought that it was an old facility of some sort… surely she hadn’t expected her ghostly brother to be so bold as to bring her directly into the lion’s den.      “It… was best… to bring you here… now… rather… than… later.” Mike struggled to explain, his figure glitching with every word.      “But how did you get in? Victor must have guards covering every inch of this place. It’s not safe here at all! He&rsq

      A short time later….     “Are you absolutely sure this is going to work?” Marcel whispered lowly to the shadowy figure inches in front of her.     “It has to.” Mike responded sternly, peering into the distance up ahead as several nurses busied themselves in and out of a particular highly guarded room, anxiety and worry easily seen from their facial expression.    “What’s the matter, why are they in a rush?” The girl nervously observed the situation, finding it rather strange that the usually calm and silent surrounding would appear to be this chaotic.     “I’m guessing Victor isn’t too pleased… he must know by now the vials and oxygen tanks are missing.”      “Shit! Does that mean he

  “Get out of the way!” Victor angrily strode forward, shoving the few gathered nurses aside.     Evidently, some of the medical staffs were the first ones to realize what had happened… obviously caught off guard by the sight of the three to four lifeless yet familiar bodies lying silently on separate beds among the ‘others’.     Unlike the appearance of the usual test subjects, these motionless figures looked as if they were sound asleep with their eyes sealed shut and no wires or tubes whatsoever connected to them… Surely they weren’t lazily napping on the job.      “These are nurses! Why are they here? Where are the patients?” The frantic master demanded, his initial cause for concern quickly rising once again.     Though he wasn’t absolutely certain, sin

     No matter how much she wept or pleaded out loud, he was gone forever… without a trace of him ever existing in the first place.     “Mike…” Marcel mumbled under her breath, slumping onto the cold tiled floors, head hung low staring at her empty hands with the stain of dried tears trialed across her cheeks feeling a sense of helplessness not being able to grab hold of him, to rescue him from the call of the afterlife… he had literally slipped right through her fingers.     How cruel the heavens were, giving her a second chance to experience the love and care of her beloved brother only to snatch it back in an instant, yet strangely her heart was at peace, more so than before… perhaps realizing the difference between the living and the dead. The departed was free from pain and suffering while the mortal flesh had a reason to keep trying&hellip