The Versatile
Chapter 18's

“Spencer!!! Open door!!” Josh knocks so hard that Spencer is really upset.

“Do you really need to knock that hard? If the thing you say doesn't matter I'll hit you!” spencer snapped with his eyes.

“We can't go back!” Josh shook his head.

Spencer silent for a second, “Why?” tanyanya.

“ID we have disseminated. They recognize us, we'd better dispose of this ID. And we have to get out of here!”

“No need to pack, call Hazel immediately! We meet in the lobby, hurry before the hotel also recognize us!”

Josh knocks on Hazel's room hard. This time it's not as hard as he's knocking on Spencer's room. It took Hazel thirty seconds to open the door. Her clothes look very ready.

“I know what you're talking about! Follow Spencer!” soon hazel's orders.

They both do not want to take the risk to take the elevator, because the hotel could have recognized them and turned off the elevator while they were there. They prefer the stairs to the elevator.

The sound of footsteps from below kept Hazel and Josh awake. People with his flazz were running around from under the stairs. Hazel believes it was delivered for her and Josh and Spencer.

A white door opened by Hazel, Hazel entered first. The back stairs were her joy to escape. But not if the ladder gets stuck. Josh keeps trying to keep the door open while Hazel tries to push the ladder.

But his efforts were in vain, still about seven meters to the ground. Josh couldn't hold it anymore, the door was forced open. But Hazel attacked first, the man had brandished his flazz right in front of his face. But hazel managed to keep him away from his face.

The man flinched, then another man appeared. He manages to hit his back, but Hazel quickly kicks the man away from him. The man fell down, but he was still holding on to his ladder.

People in full uniforms kept coming, Josh could do nothing but hide behind Hazel. At a time like this his martial arts were extremely profitable, they could not defeat Hazel with his martial techniques.

A man grabbed his body and clenched his head. He's firing flazz at Hazel. Hazel felt a very strong sting. The man let her go, Hazel fell downstairs. But he was still strong enough to take down a few more people. Hazel twisted her body and kicked the man's leg. This time it was the man who had fallen, a loud thumping sound was heard. Hazel believes it hurts. But the man can still attack Hazel. Hazel kicks the man again and the man is unconscious.

“We need to get away from here right away! quickly push on the ladder!” Hazel tries to help Josh but the officers keep coming and Hazel can't let them get close and hurt him.

Josh kept pushing the ladder, this time with his feet and he was wiggling the ladder. The effort was fruitful, the ladder he managed to defeat. “Hazel, fast!” Josh came down the stairs first. Then Hazel tries to catch up with him, but someone pulls her from behind. His grip was very strong, Hazel held the man's hand and then slammed him. A movement that people will never learn in this age.

“Feel it!” hazel said while confirming his shirt. He won a landslide, his training was not in vain.

Josh ran through the buildings. People fill the streets. Things like this are very profitable for them, because with many people then the chances of them getting caught will be few.

“Where do we go?” ask Josh to Hazel.

“Entaihah, but we have to find Spencer first.” Hazel's face shriveled. The police are not chasing them. There are two possibilities that they did not pursue him. First it's possible Spencer got caught. But Hazel believes Spencer is smarter than them. Second, they do not want to chase after him, chances are they are looking for the right time to catch them again.

“We need help Haikal and Hamish. They can help us,” Hazel said gasping.

“Yes, we have to go to the meeting place!” Josh looked at Hazel carefully. That girl is more dangerous than the cops. Although unarmed but venomous like a snake. Fortunately Hazel was on her side or she was the lucky one for being on her side.

***

Hamish wiped out all his fatigue after the incident last night. He was still curious about the person who resembled his face. Is he really having a relationship with Spencer.

He rubs his face with a towel, now all he thinks about are Hazel's words saying that humans have no more concern. Everything has been lost because of equality, but equality makes all human beings live happily. He had never seen anyone robbing for not having money or stealing for food.

“Can it damage the living order of living things?” hamish asked himself. He was still in the bathroom when the time had shown at seven in the morning. He'll be late if he stays there.

With his body still wet Hamish grabbed his shirt and put it on. Then put on his shoes and tie the rope with a simple knot. Now he's ready to go, but not to work. He's not wearing his uniform, even today is not a holiday.

Hamish walked very fast, he followed the streets that went nowhere. He glanced back a few times. Be careful to see if anyone is following him. He continued walking until he stopped at a deserted crossroads. There is a house that looks the same as a house in general. But the house is located aloof among the other houses. Given all the doors in this age have been programmed to recognize the owner of the door was immediately open.

***

“How about our ID? We won't be able to go anywhere if we use this ID. They must have blocked our ID, so we can't go anywhere,” Hazel said worriedly.

“Wait! Do you remember the back door of the hotel that you forcibly opened?” ask Josh.

“You don't remember? In this day and age all the doors are smart doors that can recognize our ID. But that door you opened forcibly, I think the longer this age of change. When you come from the past to the future, the future can change.”

“Means now her ID is no longer working?”

“I think some. And as long as we keep moving I think things will keep changing.”

“You're smart Josh. Now let's go!”

***

Spencer coughed as he wiped the dust off his shirt, looking around him. He was in a large empty field. He remembered he was running into the forest to avoid the officers chasing him. For some reason he could be in this place, the last thing he remembered was that he ran in the forest, then here he was now.

The night air is quite warm here, the smell of soil mixed with the water is smelled. Spencer stood up and cleaned his dirty clothes from the ground. How long has he been unconscious? Had been months, but his clothes were still neat and clean. Almost clean, but if he fainted for months surely his clothes will be tainted with dust at least three inches thick.

The clock in his hand shows two o'clock, the same time as the time in Indonesia. But I don't know where he is now? Spencer walked slowly down the path. He didn't find a house or anyone here. It is a very large empty. Almost like a desert. But the weather is not too hot. But the sun was so dazzling that he had to narrow his eyes to look around.

Spencer had gone far enough but found no occupancy or human. There are no plants. But without complaining he kept going, though now thirst flooded him.

He glanced at his watch, it had been an hour he had walked and found nothing. His lips began to dry and his throat began to feel sore. Spencer tried to dig his sand to find water. He leaned down, barely strong and his legs were already exhausted from walking.

Spencer scratched the dirt using his hands to make a hole of thirty inches, fortunately this is sand not soil, so it is easy to dig.

His hand hit something when the hole was deep enough, but he felt like metal. Spencer kept digging and got a metal inside. At first he thought the metal was only the size of a treasure chest, but in fact when he tried to dig around it, the metal was unreachable. It was planted underground and its width did not know until it reached where.

“What do people do with this metal?” ask Spencer who has begun to reach despair.

Now he left the place, covering it back with the sand he had already dug. He began to walk again even though his feet were screaming in pain. Until he was at the end of the road, there was a fence that was somehow made of what was restricting this place. From there he could see the sparkle of a reflection that Spencer was very familiar with.

The closer he got, his vision that had started to blur from dehydration became clearer. Now it is only three meters away from the object that reflects the light. A vast array of solar panels stretches around the area.

Covering up to five acres, Spencer was amazed by all the solar panels. He knelt down as a result of the suffocation that had befallen him and his body collapsed into the soft sand.

The sound of a stream of water rang out from there, with a happy face Spencer got up from his place and ran. The height of this place is not too high and Spencer is still strong enough to climb it, especially if there is a source of water that he needs now.

His feet tripped while running, he searched for the sound of the water that was getting closer. Like a rushing stream and Spencer had imagined him soaking in it.

There is a ladder that leads down every ten meters of the panel. Quickly Spencer got in there, the sound of the flow was getting louder inside. But a little dark, only the sound of the flow of water led his way. He hit something, but I don't know if it's because the vision is so minimal here.

Suddenly a light appeared from Spencer's right end, he squinted his eyes to be able to see clearly. Now the throat really feels dry, like a plant that has not been watered for several days.

That light illuminates every passageway in here. Now Spencer can see this place clearly. A fairly wide hallway and lined doors, Spencer opened one of the doors close to him and when he opened it he was amazed at what he saw.

A dam stretched wide in front of him, water flowing from this dam. But strangely this dam is so high even from this height Spencer could see the city.

“Wait! The town! A city underground? It was amazing that these people had been living underground without them noticing. I can't feel the sun as high as above. But what about buildings whose height varies?”

Now all he needs is water, water here he can't reach. He went through the other door and got a room that could hold water to be channeled into the city. From here Spencer could drink the water, at first he wanted to soak, but this water would be channeled to the houses in the city.

What if the person drinks water that has been used for soaking? I think the water will change. So Spencer took the water with his hand and drank it. He also wet his body by holding the water in his hand.

When the water goes into the throat it feels very fresh, the water is cold and there is a sweet taste mixed. Spencer also washed his face clean. After cleansing her body and refreshing her body she returned to the top. He was still curious about the riddles of this age.

The questions kept coming to his mind and didn't know who could answer them. Even if it was Hazel at once. Spencer returned to the sandwalk, now the road was turned into abandoned sidewalks. Even this place looks like a place where everyone has been infected with the zombie virus and there are only a few people who swore somewhere to seek shelter.

But of course it's just a fictional story, zombies don't exist. Even though that fact was bitter to him. For what other reason did these people live underground. They also fake food. Makes it a nutritious vapor and does not feel the taste of chewing food. Their teeth are not used for chewing. That's tragic.

“What should I do? Do these people know that they live underground? Then what about the plane, does the plane really fly?”  a million questions Spencer kept asking even though he didn't know who would answer them.