- October 23, 2032; 11 pm -
"What brought you here? And at this hour too" I said as I was sipping my hot cocoa.
"I know it's a weird hour to visit but I can't help it. I wanted to see you face again and maybe you
want to see mine too? Or maybe the feelings isn't mutual"
"Yeah...."
"What do you mean yeah?"
"Huh? Oh, I mean yeah I wanted to see your face too"
I can't seem to focus on this conversation. Weird. I usually listen to Alisa with full attention but now...
I can't say for sure.
"Right... Anyway do you have plans for tomorrow?
"I don't think so? Why?"
"I just wanted to hang-out with you. Like the good ol' times"
"Aren't we hanging out right now?"
"Yeah. I mean like go outside and get some-"
*phone rings*
"Oh sorry. Can I take this call?"
"Yeah, sure go ahead"
Alisa sure is fun to tease. It never gets old and it seems like her cups empty. I should wash it so that
the dishes won't pile up. Come to think of it, I don't seem to remember Alisas' surname. Either way, I
don't think it's necessary. I glanced around the room to see Alisa talking at her phone. She's the
same as always. Fashionable, gorgeous, and smart. Actually smart is an understatement. Most
people would usually think Alisa as a delinquent from the way she dress but she isn't. I checked my
phone and I missed 21 calls from my father and 29 from my mother. Panic quickly spread in my
body. I quickly called my father but there was no answer. I tried reaching my mother but I got the
same response. I felt this overwhelming fear. Fear that I did something I shouldn't have. I told Alisa
that she has to go home. Alisa put up a fight but I won and she said to call her if anything happens.
After she left, I tried calling the landline of my parents house but there was no answer. Luckily, I
remembered that the butler has a phone so I called him. I must be unlucky today since the butler
didn't pick up either. I went to get my car keys and went out. My mother said she has something to
take care of so she's probably at the company. I went to my family's company and there I found a
crowd gathering. One of the on lookers said that the whole building was massacred. I almost lost my
balance hearing that. My strength was being seeped away as I move towards the building. There
was a do not cross line one would see from a crime scene. I ran. The police tried to stop me but I
pushed him away. I don't even care if I were to go to prison. I have to know if they're alive. Mother,
Father, please be safe. I tried to jump to cross the line but I couldn't. I saw something that took away
all of my strength. I was sad. I was mad. I was depressed. Before I knew it, I was sitting on the
cement. There, lying in the cold cement are the employees. I searched any signs of my parents from
that gore body of corpses but luckily I didn't find them. I breathe a sigh of relief but I can't seem to
get this feeling of fear away. From my side, a man who seemed to be in his early 20s asked me ,
"Miss? Are you perhaps Gwenn Ashton?" I was surprised and this fear kept on getting bigger. I said,
"Y-yes... Do you perhaps have something to say to me? Something about...this massacre?" I was
trembling. The officer probably saw that and introduced himself as Andre Sampson. "Do you want to
talk somewhere far from here? Maybe in that park over there?" he asked with such comforting eyes.
I can't say no to this officer. I have to know what happened even if the things that happened can
traumatise me. We walked to the park. I was scared about this whole situation. Scared that I might
be all alone starting today. No! I can't think about that. I have to keep moving forward! Forward until I
solve this problem and once I solve it, I will revive my parents company. I will get to the bottom of
this.