“Ha! Now my beloved vapor is stolen… and let me guess, the dead Rayburn boy is responsible.” Much to their surprise, Victor sneered mockingly instead of lashing out angrily.
“The… recording… was altered.” Rose informed in a slightly quivering tone. This time there was no denying it, the video clip clearly glitched and the dozens of containers seemingly vanished into thin air.
“What does this have to do with the boy? He’s been dead for almost three months now, I’m sure of it.” Bradford commented, fully aware of the past events… this particular test subject only remembered by the accomplices because of his unique genes and the current issue as oppose to the others that were simply listed as trial cases without an actual ID.
“Deputy, do you believe
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
“What’s happening down here? Why did the fire alarm suddenly go off?” Victor questioned suspiciously, approaching the entrance of the restricted testing zone talking to his most trusted officer in charge, while the surrounding medical staffs were still nervously gathered there, but now afraid of even whispering words of concern seeing that the master had arrived. “Someone must have triggered it… the ways things are going; I won’t be surprised if it’s that Rayburn girl and whoever her accomplice is.” Bradford worriedly expressed. Apparently, after the echoing sound went off, Bradford wasted no time rushing to the floor where it originated from, well aware that if there was an actual fire, then his security team and him would have been the first persons to receive the alert notification, the director would be cont
“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
“The question is… can you… live with that… decision?” Mike didn’t intend on wasting too much effort in lecturing his sister, yet a few simple words were enough to explain what was meant. Could anyone live a peaceful life after abandoning those in desperate need of rescuing? Surely not… especially when it came to her. Guilt had a way of eating into her inner conscious, whether or not she would be directly at fault… it ultimately did not matter. Marcel was known to have a strong sense of accountability and after what had happened to Mike… the circumstances surrounding his death; the girl was even more cautious of her actions to some extent. “That’s not fair! Why can’t we just take those already saved and let them help us testify to the public? Then Victo
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
“Don’t worry, you’ll be better soon.” Marcel spoke reassuringly, unwrapping the extra layer of protective gauze used to keep the glass containers in place while running around to get where the boy was. “It’s sort of a cure to reverse the paralysis… but I don’t know how long it’s going to take to start working.” She continued to explain, randomly choosing one of the vials, shaking it in the air above his head before adding… “Let’s just hope Mike was right and this actually works.” Ignoring Nate’s widen eyes that nearly doubled in size as if ready to argue with her risky logics of taking advise from a dead guy, she cautiously unscrewed the small black cap before using one of her hand to lift his head a bit while the other carefully brought the bottle towards his mouth, p
“What are you saying? Don’t tell me you plan on killing him now.” Nate frowned in uncertainty stepping off of the bed yet continuing to take support on its edges… thought the general effects of the drug had worn off; his legs were still a bit cramped from lying down for such a long period of time. “That’s exactly what I mean, too many innocent lives are in danger; if I try to run that won’t solve anything… it will only prolong the results, besides I haven’t found mom as yet and dad’s not going to be much help in the condition he’s in.” Marcel explained in a distracting manner, her mouth was talking but her body was busy searching for the hidden exit Mike had led her out of the last time she was in a rush to return to the isolated safe room. “Would you stop and think about this… M… M…&
“Find her.” Victor demanded in a low tone as soon as they managed to barrow through the open hole in the wall. Despite knowing there was a slight possibility that they might not be able to see the girl even if she was there in the flesh, he was reluctant to give up trying… perhaps the effects of the fumes would soon ware off and without access to more, both her and her accomplices would be captured before the situation escalates beyond repair. “Master, there’s nothing in here.” Bradford stepped closer to the man, whispering under his breath taking a quick glance around the dusty room. Apart from a few old medical instruments and examination tables, nothing else could be seen in his eyes. “No! there has to be! Every one of them must be in this room, look closer!” The man yelled frustra
An unknown amount of time later… “Ahh! My head… what the f*** just happened to me?” Victor gasped for breath in a daze as if emerging from a suffocating nightmare… coughing several times as he struggled to lift his weak limbs off the titled office floors trying to ease the unbearable pain hammering away at his very bones… his heavy eyes lids almost sealing shut… squinting with thin layers of dried blood trailing along his haggard face, his dark orbs desperate for the sight of light and the call of reality… red droplets of stains on his once white lab coat further adding disgust to the monster’s miserable state. Just a while ago he was no doubt on the verge of going mad with power, determined to kill any and every one standing in his way. But now… was he being forced into accepting defeat without having the slightest idea who his true rival was all along? “The question is not… what ‘has’… but what ‘will’… happen to you.” A strange voice echoed around him, yet almost
“The Depository? But Master she’s our first test subject for the luminary drug trial and the host carrying the antigen to suppress the side effects; we might still need her to keep the others alive.” One of the doctors anxiously expressed his concerns hearing Victor’s command and seeing the girl being placed on another available wheeled bed ready to be taken to her death. “We have the old man and enough patients in the building to form my army; once the process is completed I’ll move ahead as planned.” His brief statement no doubt made those assisting him quite stunned and lost for words as it instantly occurred to them that their leader was perhaps now seeking a different course of action… one contradicting their original beliefs. “What about the villagers… our family…
“No! Don’t touch me! Stay away from me you monster!” Marcel defensively screamed, frantically retreating a few steps, bumping into nearby carts and patients’ bed dreadful of the outcome awaiting them all. Indeed, reality had proven to be far more terrifying than expectations and ones’ own imagination. Maybe she too had underestimated the situation; there was no time to reason, reduce the impact or to create another distraction… it was happening right now whether or not they were truly prepared for the consequences. “Get her!” Victor demanded sullenly, standing in place watching her squirm about in obvious protest, yet he was in no mood to relish the scene… his tolerance was already worn thin. “Leave me alone!” The girl struggled in anxiousness as a guard quickly grabbed hold of her han
“Hey! Be careful… don’t hurt her.” Nate angrily fought to break free from the guards hold as the men rushed forward almost immediately after noticing them a few steps ahead. Though they were ready to put an end to all this… to finally confront the vindictive doctor, that didn’t necessarily mean that they would allow themselves to be harassed without putting up a fight… well, at least the boy wasn’t about to let them injure his girlfriend. However, Marcel simply rolled her eyes at his exaggerating remarks wondering to herself… ‘What did he expect… that they would spread out a red carpet and escort them politely? For heaven sake, they were possibly being led to their deaths, this wasn’t some award ceremony… and besides, how fragile did he really think she was? “Shut
“Oh crap!” the girl blurted out, immediately recognizing the owner of the voice despite the grumbling sound of static frequency announcing his every word from the other side of the small funnel shaped speakers fixed just a few inches below the white reflective pvc ceiling stationed throughout the building. “If I’m not mistake, Nathaniel Estefan should be right beside you at this moment.” Victor paused then emphasized in a casual manner… “Don’t worry… the more… the merrier.” No doubt the duo was rather confused by his reaction. ‘Shouldn’t he boiling with anger or at least a tad bit hostile?’ Marcel glanced at Nate with a look of uncertainty, her questioning thoughts easily understood by the young man. “I’m sure he’s pissed.”
Staring at the personification of pure evil standing right before them, neither woman could cry out in fear, anger or agony even if they wanted to, for their mental battle was not one they could easily overcome at will. “Don’t give me that look; I’m only trying to help.” Victor spoke yet again with a fake expression of pity and concern that could not be disguised as he found a sense of excitement seeing the two innocent souls in such a miserable state. “Then again… blood is always the most important thing and that is… something I’m willing to kill for.” He continued… his prospective obviously differing on a whole other level than what those words would have meant to any other sane individual. “Now I can’t possibly ask you to abandon them in their times of need&hell
Since the remaining M-TIFY containers were nowhere near their reach, the only other logical explanation Victor could come up with was that… ‘Something must have happened in the control room’… as to when exactly it all started, he had no clue. But if it was before the fumes had run its course, then they truly had no idea where the girl could be at this precise moment... everything could very well be a fabricated scenario this time around. Thankfully, when it came to Maxwell he was indeed right where the cameras placed him. ‘What are they planning to do now? Why leave the old man behind after all the trouble they went through to find him?’ “Master, should we also send someone to the cold storage area?” Bradford’s words interrupted the man’s internal reasoning realizing that he had neither disconnected the call nor said an
Flashback ends**** “I think it worked, he wouldn’t be able to see us for at least a few minutes.” Nate let out a loud breath of relief, closing the door behind them. “Yeah, until he figures out what we’ve done.” Marcel mumbled worriedly, choosing not to ask what actually happened to the motionless guards leaned against each other lifelessly like a sack of potatoes; assuming that the boy must have sneaked up on them while they busy squinting into the monitors and easily knocked them out cold or maybe they were already asleep and all he had to do was hit their heads together really hard… of course this was only her imagination. “With all that you’ve done I’m sure he has another outlet to constantly spy on us and if he realizes something is up with the images, this will be the firs
“Master, should we wait and see what she’s up to?” One of the officer asked thinking that the man, just as before would prefer to observe the bothersome girl from afar, afraid of being led into a trap. “Wait?” Victor’s blood boiled in anger at the mere thought of letting her roam freely for another minute, yet he did not intend on acting rashly. “Get the father first and make sure the women are ready for testing… I will personally accommodate these two.” He added, all the while remaining focused on the monitor in fron