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2024-10-29 19:42:56Anderson felt he sat in the same position for hours at most. He knew it couldn’t have reached a day, considering no one had walked in to bring him any food or water. Well, either that or they deliberately refused to feed him.
“Have you finally calmed down, Mr. Anderson?” The woman spoke to Anderson with her British accent. The superiority in her tone was as evident as the frown on her face as she looked down at Anderson on the bed. Anderson slowly who looked up at her before slowly nodding at her. The frown disappeared from her face, replaced with a pleased smile. “Good. And can I trust you to not make any more trouble, Mr. Anderson?” She asked once more, waiting for her answer.
‘What trouble?’ Anderson questioned in his head. He was feeling aggrieved, but did not dare show it, let alone speak it. He nodded once more at the woman, who nodded to herself, pleased. She looked behind her and signaled. Right then, one of the men tha
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‘Soft hands’ Anderson looked down at the hand that had grabbed his wrist. Even he did not know why he felt that. He traced the hand along to the person it was connected to. Anderson was finally calm enough to have a proper look at the person that was dragging him. The dark head was a petite looking young woman who he believed might not have passed the thirty-age mark. She had a round and pretty face with slight bags under her eyes. The only way he found that out despite her dragging him, was because she occasionally glanced back in worry at him.After who knew how long, they arrived at what looked like a laundry. It was a room filled with about seven machines on each side of the room with four tables in the middle. There was a bald man folding a few sheets at one of the tables. The moment Anderson was dragged into the room, he saw the young lady with the dark hair nod to the bald man. Anderson saw him nod back before walking to the door. The bald man looked out di
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The woman nodded pleased to herself. She slowly walked to her seat and sat down in front of Anderson and Anita. She smiled slightly at them and started to flip through the pages in the file in her hands. The room was silent except for the page flipping sounds that were echoing throughout the empty room. Anderson used the opportunity to properly observe the woman. She had on a blue blouse and a black knee length skirt. Over her attire was her white coat that had the edges touching the ground and a few pens at her left pocket. After having a good look at her, he finally saw something he had missed earlier. A name tag. ‘Xavier?’ That was what the tag read.“Okay.” Xavier closed her file and smiled at the two in front of her. That was, until she turned to look at Anderson. Her smile turned into a frow when she looked at Anderson. “We were making so much progress, Mr. Anderson. Your little theatrics cost us so much of your progress.” Xavier shoo
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“I…killed her?” He whispered to himself and stared wide eyed at his hands. Anita who was by the side was gritting her teeth. She looked like she was in pain, although she looked like she was trying to not make it show, quite terribly at that. Xavier who stood by in front of Anderson, waved her hand towards the back. The two large men behind her had been inching closer ever since Anderson lost his cool. Xavier seeing Anderson make no more moved waved them off. They walked back to the door and stood on guard, hoping, praying that Anderson would make a stupid move.Anderson had been quietly staring at his hands, as if he was still having trouble believing what they had said he had done. Xavier walked closer to him, cautiously, and placed her hand on his shoulder. “That is why we are here, Anderson. To be honest, I took your case because I too have lost someone. I too, know how it feels to lose someone you care so deeply a…” Xavier spoke like
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“Sure, why not. Just give me a minute.” Anita nodded her head and walked out of the room. Anderson pretending to arrange the folded clothes he wore the previous day, but picked up a shiv. Kind courtesy, his toothbrush. He had sharpened his toothbrush against the wall during his back. He realized he was more vulnerable than he realized. It seemed like the longer he stayed, the spookier the place seemed to him.During his bath he realized, once again that he saw no one. It may have been because he may have woken up late, but it was still weird to him. From the moment he walked out his door to the bathroom and back, he did not see a single person. In fact, during his entire conscious time in the facility, he had only seen a handful of people. For a facility that was designed to help people, that, no matter how anyone looked at it, was scary.Anderson put his shiv inside his sweat pockets and walked out the room where Anita was leaning against the wall waiting
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Anderson felt he needed to walk over there and tell give the Daniel fellow a piece of his mind. Or at least, a piece of his shiv. However, there was something much more important to do. He turned to the other fellow that pinned him against the wall remaining by his side. Currently, he was staring at Anderson in amusement, like how a person would watch baboons going at it in a zoo, tilting his head left and right as if to get a better look at Anderson.“What?” Unable to take it any longer, Anderson questioned with a frown on his face. The way he was staring at him was making him not only feel annoyed for some reason, it was just uncomfortable. The scruffy set of short brown hair and beard, his gold tooth in the canine, and more importantly the look in his eyes. He had a devious looking set of eyes. Like someone who couldn’t wait to turn on you and strike. Like a viper.“You don’t remember me?” The question was starting to annoy
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Anderson turned to look at Felix, the old man with a sneer. He had remained silent the entire time without intervening. That meant if the Sett fellow had attacked earlier, he probably would have sat there silently without doing anything to stop him.“Please calm down. You have to understand, there were so many of us who were brought here on the guise of help. So many who of us who became friends, but are now gone. Sent away never to return, or turned against each other and killed each other. Now, you have become the latest victim. Memory loss. You have to know; you were only gone one day and returned the way you are now.” Felix spoke with a heavy accent. His speech was slow and steady, as if he was struggling to bring out the words.The old man Felix that had remained silent spoke so much. Anderson could see the tiredness in his eyes. He could tell how much the weird situation had affected him. It was unfortunate Anderson did not know how they ‘ticked
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“Just walking around. Why, is there any place to go to?” He looked back at her with unwavering eyes. No matter what he was going to deny, deny and deny some more. What was she expecting him to say? ‘I went to a secret meeting to take you down’? Of course not. “Plus, this place is huge, but where is everyone?” Right then, he saw Xavier frown. ‘Shit’. He thought to himself. ‘Did I overstep?’.The room went quiet. Xavier continued to stare at Anderson with her small frown, while Anita continued to sit there with the rebellious ‘I don’t give a fuck about anyone or anything’ look. “You are right. We should be expecting a new shipment of patients soon.” Xavier tapped her forehead lightly with a chuckle and continued, “Silly me, ‘Shipments’ I said. A new batch of patients, is what I meant. And it is all thanks to you, Mr. Anderson.” She finished her statement with her tr
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She did not have time to scream as she tried her best to redirect the weapon. She forcibly lifted her pierced hand, which in turn forced the weapon to enter into the side of her face. Anderson and Xavier both fell to the ground with Anderson on top of Xavier. Seeing his attack fail, Anderson did not have time to think about anything else. He quickly pulled out the shiv in one hard yank, tearing a large chunk of Xavier’s face off. He brought down the shiv once more towards her throat but felt a hard grip on his wrist.No matter how hard Anderson tried to bring his wrist down it would not move. He felt a hard pull off Xavier. He did not have to look back to know what had happened. He had missed his opportunity. Anderson tried hard to struggle but all he got was punch to him mid-section. Anderson buckled to the floor as feet and fists rained down on him. Although he was in pain, as the two large men rained down heavy punches on him with an expression of panic instead of th
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Anderson took cover in the control room. He was fully geared in his tactical attire with all types of guns and knives hanging on him. He looked like he was preparing for war. His entire house was made from bullet proof glass. The house was located away from town, on a remote large acre of land owned by Anderson. It was because his work was dangerous and could easily attract enemies that he secluded himself away from town. His house was surrounded by multiple cameras at all angles in order to catch any intruder that intended on sneaking up on him. With the sudden disappearance of Suit, especially the look on his face before he disappeared, Anderson was not going to take any chances. He had no idea what the demon was going to prepare for him, thus he needed to be on the alert. It was at this time that he was grateful that his home was designed in such a way. Currently, Anderson was staring intently at all the cameras, but could not find anyone or anything out of place. That, h
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The angel looked at Suit and unfurled wing about the same size as her from behind her. She lifter her head proudly, puffing out her chest in the process. “I told you. Today, nothing will save you from me.” She walked confidently towards Suit and raised her large sword with both hands without difficulty. With a hard swing, she struck horizontally with all her might aiming to decapitate Suit in one quick swing.The Angel had a victorious smirk on her usually stern face. She was already seeing the head of the meat body the demon was inhabiting rolling on the floor. Her only regret was being unable to save the person much sooner. With how comfortable and in control the demon looked, there was no doubt about the number of decades, even centuries the demon had inhabited the body. Usually, that mean the soul of the human had long since died.The blade was inches away from severing the demon’s head. That was until it stopped. No matter how much the angel push
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Morning came quicker than Anderson had wanted it to. The blinds to his room automatically opened at the stroke of six, adjusting itself to the perfect angle to let in the right amount of sunlight. With the amount of money this world’s Anderson had made throughout his life, he had been able to properly live a life of luxury without care. Especially since it was all legal money, he had nothing to fear or worry about. Anderson knew as well that even if it was dirty money, he would still show and spend it openly without a care.Anderson quickly pulled out a gun from under his bed and fired two quick shots. The bullets entered a chair that was in his room. The target was none other than Suit who merely sat there eating chips. He smiled, declining to comment on the continuous futile attempt of Anderson to try and shoot him, leaving him to his, as he put it, therapeutic designs. “Good morning to you too.” Suit greeted.“Don’t you have anything be
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It did not take long for Anderson to wake up in the dark room again. “Eey. Look whose back. Did you miss me?” Before he could completely open his eyes, he heard a familiar hyperactive voice right beside him. Anderson slowly opened his eyes and saw Leash squatting beside him, staring down at his with a happy expression. Anderson felt the demon had spent too much time alone for him to be the way he was. Anderson lay there quietly for a while before finally siting up. He was now used to everything that was happening around him.Anderson looked around the room they were in. There was nothing else in the room except the happy looking Leash. Anderson wondered if nothing could be brought in such a place. He would have probably gone insane already if he had to stay in such a place even for one minute. Who knew just how long Leash had been in such a place, and how time flow worked there? It was no wonder the poor happy go lucky demon had already lost his mind. Anderson tur
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A few minutes passed and Anderson slowly opened his eyes. His face was wet with tears and a deep frown was etched on his face. He had just lost something precious to him. Although he could not remember exactly what it was he had lost, he could feel it in his heart that he had not only lost something, but it was also something very precious to him. Anderson had no idea whether it was the mechanics of it or that was just how Suit had set it up just to torture him.“Welcome back. I must admit, you were so close to surviving there. I was actually rooting for you.” The demon’s words brought him out of his thoughts. He glared at Suit, but he only stood there with a smile on his face, completely ignoring the glare he was receiving. Anderson did not even bother with asking Suit to return what he had taken because he knew very well the demon before him would not bother to pay him any heed.Anderson sat up. He was finding a bit of difficulty in talking. He was
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“Oh my, to what do I owe this unpleasant visit?” Suit looked to the three figures that were standing a few feet outside the bloody circle and spoke. His smile was as pleasing to the eyes as ever. Even after he just called their visit unpleasant, he still looked like a host welcoming their guest with the utmost courtesy, while occasionally stealing glances at the screen in front of him.The three that had arrived, two men and a woman, did not seem the friendly kind. To them, the smile Suit was sporting seemed to irk them even more. Their hate and displeasure, evident from the glare and sneer on their faces. Regardless of all of that, Suit did not seem to mind. His smile was still ever present on his face, and his concentration drawing ever more to the screen in front of him.“What are you doing?” One of the men, a little shorter than the other huffed in displeasure. The frown never once faltering on his face.“Pardon?” Suit sti
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“Wait.” Miss. Agnes suddenly spoke before taking a few more steps back. “The knife. Toss it away.” Anderson felt a little upset He had been hoping because she had a gun, she would get complacent and let him keep the knife. Thinking about it, it sounded a little dumb, even for him. If it were him, of course there was no way he would let his prisoner keep their weapon. Anderson tossed raised the knife up slightly, but heard the gun cocking behind him. The woman was every bit as alert as she could be. Anderson tossed the knife away after a slight hesitation. “Good boy. Don’t be a pouty baby. Besides, I have a surprise for you.” Miss. Agnes spoke after seeing Anderson continue to move right after tossing the knife away. She was delighted that he was moving on his own accord, granted it was under duress, but still. She looked like she had a plan, and it was better with them moving away.“Where are we going?” Anderson asked the
