Witness Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

To whatever came next. Not as Yan, the copy. Not as Meili, the stolen child. As the witness. The one who sees. The one who names. The one who remains, when everything else is scattered.

I looked at my figure on the screen, and my eyes widened in disbelief. Then, I looked at Jay, trembling slightly as I did. “Detective, how could you suspect me? I may have been the first witness on the scene, but I’m a victim here too! You can’t accuse me of being the killer just because the footage shows I was there at 8 p.m. Do you know how much that hurts me?

I set the manila envelope marked EVIDENCE A on the kitchen counter. Then I added a new one: EVIDENCE B: WITNESS ACCOUNTS And inside it, I placed a new sheet: > Witness 1: Tami F. Testimony: Corroborated Barrington Cross patterns of predatory behavior. Recurring trauma symptoms. Deleted blog post confirmed. I stared at the envelope for a long time. Then I walked to the study. He looked up the second I knocked. "Hey," I said softly. "Do you have five minutes?"

By doing this , you are tricking your brain in to believing you already have it. So…I stick my head phones in my ears and I close my eyes. I visualize my self walking to the gym , I see look down to my hand as the phone buzzes. I visualize a text from Captain telling me to meet him at our usual spot , when I go there I see him waiting for me. All this time I do not see us in the 3rd person – so I go to him and feel him hug me saying how much he wants to be with me. However…I open my eyes from my meditation , thinking deeply about what I visualized.

I looked at the original creation. At the light. At the hearing chamber that was also the place where the formal contest would happen. At the valley site beneath it. “Who witnesses,” I said. She looked at the threshold. At the fifth. At Mace. At Damien. Then at me. “All of you,” she said. “And one more.” She paused. “One witness who is not yet in this building. One who is sixty miles east and will feel the call through the foundation and will come.” She held my gaze. “One who has been the witness to everything tonight from the beginning and whose witnessing has been the thing that made each piece possible.”

But The Witness will never be satisfied until that damn bastard is cleared up. “All the evidence points strongly to him. Let the legal process finish him off. We don't have to waste energy killing him." "Are you starting to dare to dictate to me?" hissed the Witness dangerously on the other side. Richmond quickly shook his head and put on standby mode to face The Witness who was surrounded by anger on the other side. The Witness is the typically grumpy. If his emotions are just a little disturbed, then his life will be compensated for all the energy wasted because of anger.

he asked quietly. I swallowed. “A verdict.” The Trial Begins The Witness raised one hand. Reality vanished. The courtyard disappeared. The sky disappeared. Everything dissolved into endless white. I stood alone. No Theodore. No wolves. No power surrounding me. Just silence. Fear crept in immediately. “Theodore?” I called. No answer. The Witness appeared before me, now smaller almost human-shaped, though its form still shimmered with moving memories. “This trial measures worth, not strength.” “What do I have to do?” I asked.

“Since you claim that you’re being framed, then you'll have the opportunity to defend yourself today.” My throat felt tight, constricted, as though invisible hands were choking me. “I don’t need to respond to lies,” I said, though the words sounded weaker than I intended. “Because that is what they are. Lies.” “We will see,” he replied. He gestured toward the large doors at the far end of the chamber. “Bring in the witnesses.” The word witnesses sent a jolt of dread through me so sharp it made my vision blur for a second. Witnesses. My mind raced frantically. Who could possibly testify against me? Who would dare fabricate something so serious? And why? The doors creaked open slowly, and my b

Dennis smiling sheepishly at the backup he was getting " so do you have any witness" he asked, " none sir, I was alone remember" I answered " what of you Mr Dennis do you have any witness" he asked Dennis, I smirked as I knew no witness because his story never happened, I was shocked to my spine when he nodded and went outside to get the witness, it was Guard Hillary, we barely know each other and I don't remember seeing him near the west zone. " So Mr Dennis is this your witness?" he asked Dennis, which Dennis replied by nodding.

Then the Witness approached. Not as a ruler. Not as a god. As a friend. The ancient observer spoke softly. "I have watched existence grow." Aria smiled. "And?" The Witness looked toward the stars. "I want to be part of it." The memory froze. Silence immediately understood. "No." The Witness looked shocked. "Why?" Silence stepped forward. "Because your purpose is to observe." The Witness's eye darkened. "For eternity?" Silence nodded. The answer hurt. For the first time—