We walk towards the shop. Arranged like a normal boutique is this shop. The shop is full of masks, overcoats, aprons, and many other props used in drama and filmmaking. It's an actors favorite as you are allowed to rent a prop for a period of time. Thousands of masks and suits for superheroes are also on display in most of the counters.
To our left there are high tech doors labeled, "Authorized only."Alpha and I walk towards the doors on the left. I suppose this to be where the manager sits and we are going to make our purchase there. What shocks me is when Alpha puts his palm on the door. The door is unlocked and it is opened to the inside. Other customers who are watching us are also perplexed. I can guess that they are wondering if the child is a son to the owner of the facility. I want to ask him but he seems to be not in the mood for questioning.
The room is large, counters here are fitted with drawers, it seems that they are storing valuable items. What I can't understand is that each drawer has neither handle nor place to insert a key. How does it open then? Right in front of us is another counter made up of translucent glass. Behind it are sitting two people, a man, and a woman. This ones I believe are the manager and his secretary, since both are wearing official suits, both black in color.
"Hello, Alpha nice to meet you again, how is your life going on?"the woman at the counter asks.
My thoughts begin to wonder on how Alpha could have come here or where did they meet at, before. I have been staying with Alpha most of the time. He has never told me anything about this store. He is not even in the drama club. No one at our home works with the film industry.
"I'm good Mrs Pam, only a few misfortunes but we are recovering. How is Mike and Mitchell? I haven't seen them for sometime," Alpha says as he smiles.
"Oh those. They were suspended for sometime after being involved in a fight with a boy called Tonny. The boy is still in school while my children have been suspended. I don't know what is going on in your school," she says sadly.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, can I get a suit please?" Alpha says showing concern.
"Which suit?" The male counterpart asks his deep voice sounding like that of the magician.
"A tiny lightweight suit that has the capability of protecting a person from harmful radiation of the sun and also prevents them from freezing while in space. It should be filled with a little oxygen tank that ensures the user is alive."
"Are you Ikamba?" I ask wide-eyed.
Alpha laughs at me as he walks towards a wall where there's a screen placed. I follow him reluctantly. His ridiculous activities have reached my throat. I feel like cutting his throat.
The screen is turned on and it begins to display the products that are in the shop. The lady orders us to observe the sets of suits that will be displayed on the screen. We are to check on which one I will like. I have to mask my face also as Alpha said. This way I will be completely safe from harmful radiation from the sun as the moon has no atmosphere like our planet, which prevents some of the harmful radiation from reaching us. I imagine of being on the moon when a solar storm hits us and carries away all the ions present in my body.
"If you have liked a suit ensue to raise your hand up, OK, I will be using the bathroom outside, choose wisely. We shall need the suit for future exhibition," he says as he walks out of the section.
The lady looks at me as if she wants to inquire about our exhibition. I avoid her and focus on the clothing being displayed. I see a suit for a movie character Batman. It's full set including the mask. I also see that one designed like that of Spiderman. I choose the latter. I want to have powers to release cobwebs from my hands.
Alpha comes in with a card and hands it over to the man. The man nods his head and presses a button. One of the drawers is pulled out and the lady picks the suit and packs it in a bag. Alpha is discontented with this. He never likes this superheroes. He says that the company should start making another suit that will be suitable for me and should be somehow original. He orders them to invest all of their nanotechnology to ensure that the suit is able to camouflage and also make someone invisible.
"Alpha, can you be invisible?" I curiously ask.
"Yeah, but sometimes. Invisibility is not my power and I have to practice it carefully or else I might end up causing great destruction. I never want to use it on this planet. The time we could find ourselves in a planet more unstable than ours, then I shall use the powers, "he says as he disappears and after a minute he becomes visible again.
" Will my suit be like that of real Spiderman? Will I be able to produce webs from my hands like Spiderman? " I ask Mrs Pam.
" No, "she answers," The owner has not authorized us to add special powers into the suits. He says that adding special powers to it is interfering with his code of conduct. It's also a threat to the business which can lead to permanent closure of the business. What we do here is just to enable people travel to cold places and space without wearing heavy tiresome clothes. "
" Who is the owner? "I ask her.
" No, " Alpha interrupts us. He seems to be filled with fury again," Bro, your curiosity is going to cause us problems. I have to give you some orders. No one should ever know what happens at this place. Hope I'm clear. Especially that girlfriend of yours. "
" What's it bro, why be so angry? Did I do any wrong to inquire about anything here? "I ask being sorry and wide-eyed.
" Arthur, Alpha is always like that. He doesn't love people questioning me. I don't know if he is protecting his future mom in law or I don't know. But let's end up there. If you want to learn more about your suit, put it on and try it yourself. Your curiosity is going to be resolved, "Mrs Pam says as she walks back to the counter.
I pick up the backpack with my suit, wear it and start leaving. The problem is that the door has no handle. How will I open it?Alpha sits on the floor watching me. I begin to look at the door and trying to find out a way to open it. I see a round crack. It's like its a sunken door handle. There are also a few numbers on the farthest top corner. I walk to the door and try out guessing the code. Then something tells me to try the code that i saw my uncle input that day that we had visited the magician. It works.
"PRESS THE ROUND BUTTON ON THE DOOR," the door reads loudly.I look back at Alpha and the two workers. I can see astonishment by the looks of their face. The door opens and I get out like a hero. Alpha thought I would be helpless getting out of the house, but he was wrong. Where I'm now? At the exit of the shop. My curiosity has caused trouble.
I walk to the outside knowing that the owner of the shop is none other than the magician. Alpha comes running towards me. As usual he never inquires of the events that happened before. He's not history is what he always affirms. Now my aim is to go to the moon, take a photo and come back here on earth and post it just right before the party. I just wish to be famous.