Walking out of the back of the building so that they would not be seen, even by mistake, they followed Issac silently.
Jadin walked with Orion but he looked like he was going to break any minute and he couldn't think of anything he could talk about to him.
He was also mumbling incoherent sentences to himself the entire time.
Looking forward, Issac's back came into view and he decided to take his chances with him rather than Orion.
"Where are we going?" Jadin asked, walking to the man.
"Everything has to go back to the way that it is," Issac said softly. "He has to understand this."
"I don't understand."
"You don't have to." The man said, looking at him gently. "It is not a lesson for you to learn anyway. But I suppose you can tag along."
"Can't you just tell it to me straight?"
"It's better to see it by yourself," he mumbled as they continued to walk in silence.
I swear, this silence is the most painful thing I had to endure today. Jadin thought, looking at the two. This is going to take a while, isn't it?
___________________
Issac stopped in front of a semi-destroyed building, the same one which he stopped in front of when they were walking back.
"Here we are," he said, staring at the building.
"What are we doing here, Issac?" Orion asked, looking at the empty building with, what looks like, soot all over the walls.
There is still something warm coming from that building.
"Watch," Issac said, walking to the building and touching it as the wound on his body healed up immediately.
The strength in his body also increased the closer he got to the building.
The same blue smoke filled the surroundings and they saw another scene play out with the smoke turning into figures of crowds of people and smoke.
Jadin watched in horror as the jeeps came and began shooting at everyone that left the building.
Some jumped from the windows, getting shot before they hit the ground.
"Stop!" he shouted, trying to get the people in the same uniform as him to stop shooting at them.
Some of the people with the guns were the ones he met that day itself.
Looking inside the jeeps, he saw Hailee sitting there and watching everything happen, a dead look on her face.
"Why is no one stopping them?" Jaiden shouted, looking around the place in a panic.
Some of the people were ones he admired growing up. The ones that told him to come here, who pulled him out of his darkest time and helped him get in this mission.
"Captain." He mumbled, seeing a man with no hair point a gun at a child. "No."
"Maybe we can just arrest them." Hailee jumped out of the jeep, grabbing the gun.
"We don't know how she looks like, do we?" The man asked, looking at her menacingly.
"No, b-"
"Then we risk letting her get away." He said pulling the gun back from her.
"But, all these people-"
"Just think of it this way, some may be criminals that managed to avoid the law." He said, shooting the child and her mother dead. "There I just stopped a murderer from growing up."
"T-that's not how it works," Jadin said, trembling. "Why-"
He turned his head to the road as another jeep passed them. Inside, he could see his own self laughing and talking to the others in the vehicle with him.
He looked up for a brief second but looked away as though he did not want to see anything.
Jadin, horrified, fell to his knees and started throwing up.
A cold hand patted his back. He looked up to see that it was Issac while Orion stared at them, fuming even more with rage.
"They all deserve to die!" he shouted, clutching Haiti's body in his hands. "Every one of them!"
"I ... I deserve to die," Jadin mumbled. "I could have seen something. I could have done something but I didn't. I ... I killed them."
"Who are you to say that?" Issac asked Orion, still patting the young man's back as the vision disappeared.
"What?!"
"I asked, who are you to dictate who lives and who dies?" Issac asked again, standing up.
"Issac." Orion grabbed the man by his collar, eyes only burning with rage. "You saw what they are doing right? I am sure they burnt their bodies and are just going to ignore it now."
"That is what they happened." Issac nodded, holding his hand out for Jadin to take. "Come on. We have one more spot to go to."
_________________
They stopped in front of the rubble where Jadin saw all of them die, this time the sympathy he had toward them ids almost non-existent.
"Memories have the power to kill," Issac remarked, looking at the boy.
"That is what you meant when you said that ... that their karma has caught up to them?" He asked furrowing his brows at Issac. "They got what was coming to them?"
"Perhaps," Issac said, shrugging. "I can hardly tell myself. I am just a messenger after all. Brace yourself."
He touched the rubble and the entire scene came to life again.
Jadin quickly covered his ears trying to block this memory out as he heard everyone talking and replaying what happened earlier that day all over again.
All the way up to their death as Orion watched with growing anger.
"What's this?" Orion asked, staring at Jadin's figure. "You are one of them?!?"
"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."
"Is sorry going to bring all the people that died back?!" Orion shouted, putting Haiti's body on the ground in front of him. "Is sorry going to bring her back?!? She told me that she was going to enjoy life because it is so short. Now she doesn't have the chance to!"
"Neither does Kyle!" Jadin shouted, tears streaming down his face. "He was going to be a father! Lily was finally going to get to be with her daughter too!"
"Who?!"
Jadin pushed past Orion and walked to the woman frozen in time and pointed at her, "Lily."
He began to walk to every one of the figures stuck like statues and began listing off all their names.
"They all wanted to live too. They all wanted to just have normal lives too! This was their last mission!" he shouted, tears streaming down his face.
"SO you are saying that they are justified?!" Orion asked, walking over to the young man again. "It is their fault all those people died!"
"I know!" he shouted, falling to his knees and bawling. "I know. But they are dead now. Please ... allow them to rest in peace."
"They should suffer more than they did. To pay for all the lives in their hands." Orion said, voice turning cold as he reached for Jadin. "You too."
"Ok. That's enough." Issac finally spoke up, walking to Orion and grabbing his hand as the same blue smoke came from his eye.
"What ar-" Orion fell to his knees then to his back, trembling as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"What is happening to him?" Jadin asked, looking with panic at the man writhing on the ground.
"Guess," Issac said, taking out a tablet from his inner shirt pocket. "I have given you enough hints already."
Staring at the man, Jadin recalled how he felt only minutes ago. The overwhelming sensation of your brain telling you to run but your body refusing to listen to you.
And, judging by Orion's glazed over eyes and motionless body, he was already deep in his memories.
"You would do something like this to your friend too?"
"I didn't think this would happen." The man said, scrolling through lists written on the screen. Lists of instructions, as it would seem.
Sighing, he let the tablet fall to his side, still clutched in his hands. "Everything is up to him now and … for my sake, I hope he wins."
Issac stared at his friend staring blankly at the sky, a kind of frightened look in his blank eyes then turned to the tablet again.
________________
"Subject thirteen. Failed. Host could not contain all the energy." He remembered reading as he pulled the tablet out of the drawer.
A notification popped up written as, "Experiments one through 13 observations."
No name or picture could be found about this 'Subject 13' and it seemed that this notification was scheduled to appear that day.
I thought I checked all the contents of the tablet. He thought, remembering him check the contents once again and still finding nothing.
What was that old man planning with these experiments? Who were these subjects? And how is he not suspected of anything?
His head throbbed with the memory he got from his sister, of the garden again and the overwhelming fear that surrounded him.
And that boy ... Wait, does that mean ... he knew about this wave before it even happened?