This is my story, my Sleeping Flower!
Chemistry

Now we have reached the scene, the place where the man's final point is located and disappeared.

Sunday, 08:45 in the morning.

Same day, same place, same atmosphere. Slightly drizzle with steam billowing on the surface. But we felt that something was strange, something was different from what I remembered.

that man does not exist -

" Huh ?! was my estimate wrong? "

" I don't know, maybe he didn't come today" Bella said.

" Well, you're right, it could be, the chances of him coming back are only 10%, everything is just an estimate" I said while thinking.

" If he had intended to steal, he would have already appeared. And of course he already knows and investigates when he can act. Only on Sundays and at this hour will this place be deserted. Although many merchants around there and buyers who will pass by. Not many people will pay attention because of the crowds of people who roam. The security guard will also come later than usual hours, especially supported by the weather now, "sigh for a moment and resume my analysis.

" Unless his purpose is not to steal. " Continue looking at Bella.

We both fell silent afterwards.

It felt like my head was feeling refreshed, having found a bright spot. Our eyes meet again. There was not much talk between us, as if having a Chemistry, we moved back and hid across the street, Observing from there and merging with nature, looking very natural.

Because the place here is quiet and there is only us here, time seems to go slowly.

The cold air in the morning also felt very piercing when the wind suddenly blew. It was like being stabbed by a thousand needles but invisible.

" Are we going to keep waiting ? " Bella asked.

" I don't know, we've been here 30 minutes, it feels like my body is frozen. " My lips paled following my body temperature that had turned cold.

" Emmm, we go there, follow me "his orders and walk to that place.

I just nodded and followed him, waiting for what he wanted to show me.

Bella looks like she's looking for something on the wall, I understand her point of trying to help her. Bella remembers after the guy looked inside the school, the guy or Mr. X pressed something and a dark circle appeared in front of him, he remembered it very well. Before he could escape, he saw him go inside and disappear behind him.

I heard him turn my head straight, I nodded my head convincing him to push the button, because Bella hesitated a little.

The round button in the middle of the box carving was finally pressed slowly, doubt, worry, fear, it was mixed in me.

Who doesn't worry, imagining things you never thought of? I understand his feelings. I was just watching her my heart was racing very strong. It was intensified when I saw it with my own eyes.

A black hole, a portal connecting space and time was plastered right in front of me. The disbelief was still there, but slowly it collapsed as we entered it.

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" Uhh "my sigh when I feel my head throbbing pain, dizziness and confusion.

" Where are we ? " many

Bella just shakes her shoulders at the mark of ignorance. He stood and walked to a door near us now. The door leads to the ground.

Well, behind the door was a long staircase leading to the basement. A little dark road that we traced, the absence of lights that illuminate the narrow place adds to the dark impression there, until the end of the hall they found. There's a little light there.

They had also faintly heard someone chatting. Their steps were sure and the more they enlarged until they arrived at the end of the hallway. Of course without a sound because they do not know where they are, which of course they must be very careful.

Bella and I peeked behind the wall with our heads slightly out there. A place like a laboratory but a little small for a public place, maybe it's a private place.

Their eyes widened in shock to see the figure of someone whose voice he had heard earlier. No doubt, their surprise increased when they heard his conversation from a phone. Well, he was alone and the voice of the two people chatting was just the voice of the person behind the phone. More precisely it was her voice in a videotape.

Connect ....

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Who was that about ?👀

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