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BABY'S POINT OF VIEW

Two years later

Dressed in a faded brown men's suit matching it with a hat.  I carefully scratched the fake thick white mustache on my face while I look at the billboard I paid for, 8 men in their uniform slowly working on installing a huge platform on a medium-rise orphanage building.

All this work, to send out a message that I'm doing fine to my Aunt Madonna and Carly. I've been stressing about this thing all week, I'm just glad that it'll be over with.  The people who owned the building are extremely old-fashioned, and they prefer that I come in at all times to resolve disputes and provide approval to any changes. 

It's on the same building I'm designated to use for this purpose. We all have our own designated buildings in this city.  I just recently checked my aunt Madonna and Carly's whereabouts and am glad they're doing okay in their own set of cities but other than that no detail on what their life is like, I still have to wait three years to be reunited as this was the plan to have a get together every five years.  

The signage was simple but had some bold letters to know which town I'm staying which is invisible to normal citizens.

Over time people are used to seeing Bible verses on this building.  It has become a part of the community no one bothers to question why would anyone pay for two or three sentences. 

Suddenly feeling cold from the wind outside, I push the power button for my car's window to close up, turned on the ignition, and drive home, to a small town miles away from the city.  I had to change multiple cars from different locations just to make sure I'm not followed. 

I discarded the old man disguises I had on the third car. I made sure I lasered out all my DNA from the remains.  People in the underworld have gotten so good at developing new techniques catching retrievers, luckily we got out of the business however we will forever have to watch our backs.  I'm not complaining it's better to be doing this than always risking our lives for other people's benefits.  

This is what Carly has always desired ever since we were separated, all she ever spoke about is being free like what regular citizen has on their everyday life. It's not the real world yet is a carefree one.

I had to maintain a certain lifestyle to keep people away from thinking I'm suspicious.  This is the very first time in my whole life that I didn't have to wear any disguise, it truly is freedom. 

I live in a small cabin in the woods with two bedrooms and a basement.  I told the townspeople that I'm an artist and I'm here for research.  As a result, the majority of them had never met someone with the type of job I decided to pretend to be, which made it very simple to virtually blend in with the townspeople. I like the fact that they had fewer inquiries regarding my chosen profession.

So far people have hired me to do portraits and in return, I get all sorts of food payments.  I don't mind I'm not a good cook myself. It is nice to have a home-cooked meals at times. My auntie's cuisine, as well as Astor's, are both something I miss on days when I had to eat frozen meals.

It's only been a year and people are somewhat fond of visiting me out here in the woods from time to time.  When I say people I meant mostly men which I try to shut any attempt of having any connection for I still have one more year before I could have a normal life completely.

The landlord also like that I painted the outside of the cabin white to give it a cozy vibe.  It's so vibrant seeing it with lots of brown surrounding it.  I guess I earned plus points for him and his family started trusting me more with things around the cabin.

I parked the old beat-up truck on the muddy driveway. 

I let out a deep breath while holding onto the steering wheel. I look at the cabin with sadness for this is the last week I'll be staying in here. It's a must to move out before I get too attached to anyone.  It's a rule we created, we needed to make legit paper trails so it'll be easier to blend in the society after three years then we can truly have a permanent home. This idea came about in one of the nights we were playing what-ifs games, our Aunt Madonna has shared this tip is she were to leave it all behind.

I drag my feet lazily towards the door.  The familiar nature scent smell welcomes me.  "I really like this place," I said this out loud to myself, a little too loud as I heard it echo for a little while.

This is my second hometown, It's a shame I have to leave this place. Perhaps I can come back after ten years, I'm sure people would still remember me and perhaps welcome me.

After making myself a cup of coffee, I placed my purse and keys on the kitchen counter where I usually keep them. I decide to get two cheese cupcakes, they're tasting a little too sweet for me today but I still went on finishing them. 

I sat down outside the porch area on my two-seater swing chair looking at the comfort of the woods had to offer to munch the soft chewy cake melted in seconds before I know it I can already taste the bottom sweetness of the coffee slurping all the goodness.

I felt the urge to touch my temple and felt traces of the adhesive I had to use to glue in the wig. I made a mental note to be more careful switching from one disguise to another if I want to keep living free. I've been getting careless lately because of the move.  It has been two years of freedom and I've become lazy with details that I need to avoid. this is very dangerous I thought.  well, no one has seen my face in the underworld so I shouldn't overthink things.

I head straight for the bathroom to wash off myself. As I got naked, my figure has caught my attention, I gained a little weight but I'm not complaining it filled up my breast even more. 

I hate working out the only reason why I kept training is because of Carly but now that we're not in any mission, I don't need to look like I'm going in battle but be a normal-looking citizen. my skin color got lighter in this part of the region perhaps the new destination will give my skin some nice tan. 

My straight dark hair is slowly growing down to the middle of my back. I need to cut it short when I get to my third city. I don't need attention to myself and don't need to make friends either, I already made that mistake over here, these people don't need to die just because they met me.  I don't care for an intimate relationship like Carly.  I know how badly she wants that life with children, she can't stop talking about it.  I on the other hand just want to live free maybe have a pet. See the world, live old and die!

I turned on the shower, trying to adjust the water temperature to my liking.

the water feels nice to my skin.  I can stay in this shower for a good half an hour just thinking of nothing when suddenly the water stops and a green smoke emits from the showerhead.

"What the hell?" I mustered

I smell the strong gas scent of the green smoke that quickly gave me a headache.  I turned off the shower quickly to stop the smoke from coming out but it's already too late, it released a good amount to make my eyes burn and my head pound. 

I grabbed whatever is closest to cover me which is the dirty oversized t-shirt in the hamper so I could run out fast. 

My limbs were frozen, I couldn't run or walk so suddenly. The scent was too strong and I've sniffed a lot of it. 

I fell on the bathroom floor, my back hitting it hard but there's no pain my whole body was getting numb.  Is this a prank Carly is trying to pull on me? But no she wouldn't do this for she knows it's moving week. 

My eyes are closing fast.  the thought of being found by the government alerted my brain which is now being forced to shut by the effect of the chemical I just inhaled. 

My bathroom door opens and I hear a man's voice. "Sir target's been neutralized."

I badly want to open my mouth to say something but I couldn't all my muscles now feel like being sedated and everything else is running slow. My arms were so weak, I can't lift them up either. I push it hard to somehow fight off whoever is touching me but still no movement.

"Show me her face," another voice says

Before I completely pass out the same voice says.

"Change of plans. Don't touch her, bring her to me."

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