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“Beep, beep, beep, beep ……..”
What is that sound? he thought. He tried to open his eyes, but just for this he used all his strength.What he saw then was a scene from nightmare. He was in some kind of glass tank full of unknown liquid and oxygen was being delivered directly to the lungs through pipes. On the other side of glass was a huge laboratory full of similar tanks and none of them were empty. But the most horrifying thing was not the view of the lab, but the beings in it. They resembled human skeletons, covered with dark gray mucus and their limbs ended with long tentacles. One of the beings came closer to his tube and moved his skull towards the glass, so close that it almost touched. At that moment, he suddenly felt terrible pain in his head, and the scene of the lab and beings within disappeared. It was replaced with a scene where he was dressed in military uniform and armed. Soon he heard a voice inside his head and it said.
“Target confirmed, immediately remove the target”.
He immediately took out his weapon, a vintage rifle, and directed it towards someone who looked like some general, and shot him once, twice in the area of the heart and the general fell with his back on the ground. After shooting, other soldiers finally realized what was going on and opened fire in general defence. His body was suddenly full of holes and bullets, and bright red blood with a slightly orange hue poured out from his wounds. When a few bullets hit his head, the sound of metal hitting at metal was heard. At that time a pain appeared in his head, stronger that anything he had felt before. It was so strong that he immediately lost consciousness and fell into a deep darkness.
“Agent, Agent wake up, I have a report for you”, someone called him.
It was a tall man, who just came into office, in his fifties with short grey hair. The man who had called startled him for a moment, as he just woke up and turned away from the window. By appearance he was in the thirties, but his facial features showed much greater age. He also had dark blond hair, and his image was completed with a very formal suit and sunglasses.
“Yes please”, Agent answered.
“Is everything okay? You do not look all right,” was he asked anxiously by his subordinate.
“Nothing special, just bad memories from the past. What is on the report, Sid?”
“Ah, that’s right, your past is really outrageous. Ahem (he coughed), according to the report we noticed that one or two are perhaps in Miami.” Sid finally spoke about the report.
“Hmm, Miami so, please prepare FBI licenses. I personally will go since I got bored from too little work,” Agent commanded.
“Yes, Agent.”
Sid replied and left the office, starting preparations for departure.
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One day later in Miami, Detective Odin was preparing with a SWAT unit to raid a drug gang. Their goal was to break into a drug warehouse, at the moment when gang leaders were present. When they finished preparations, they broke into the warehouse. At the entrance, they already encountered resistance consisting of two guards. They managed to disable those two guards quickly, so they could go forward. SWAT went to the center of the warehouse, when detective Odin spotted two suspects, who fled towards a secret exit.
“Hands up, Miami police,” Odin yelled at the suspects.
One of the suspects turned around and opened fire at Odin, who immediately returned fire and managed to hit the suspect in the shoulder. The suspect grabbed his shoulder, because he was bleeding a lot. The suspects changed places so that the wounded one could flee away while the other one was firing at Odin with purpose of distracting him.
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When the SWAT came back, they managed to disable and arrest one suspect but in the meantime, the wounded one escaped.
Later on in the police station, Odin stared unbelieving at the forensic report and listened to his partner’s comforting.
“Odin, it is not your fault that you saw wrong, you were under heavy fire and the suspect was likely pretending to be hit to distract you from firing at him. He probably knew police do not fire at wounded suspects, as long they do not pose danger.”
“Impossible! I absolutely hit him and saw his blood. I don’t get how forensics didn’t find anything!” was Odin saying in despair.
“Hmm, the only thing they found was strange oil stains containing a few drops of blood, but way too little for a wound caused by firearms,” his partner replied.
Odin finally had enough about that, and went with his partner Ryan to questioning the suspect.
“If you give up your associates, especially the one who escaped today, you will get points from the prosecutor to reduce your sentence.”
So did Odin persuade the suspect, who did not say nothing, not even his name. He did not carry any documents about his identity. The suspect simply smiled and said nothing, so Odin leaned towards him and spoke.
“If you do not cooperate, you risk a life sentence, since you used deadly force on us.”
In response, the suspect tilted his head a little forward to spit directly in Odin’s face. Odin reacted by hitting the suspect in the face and caused a scratch. Odin cursed, because he had failed to hold back, but a few seconds later he was astonished. The reason for this was a drop of blood from the suspect; the scratch had blood mixed with dark oily fluid. When he realized that, the previous events that day became clearer. When Odin tried to speak about that, the door to the interview room was forcibly opened and Odin reacted very angrily.
“Who dares to disturb the interrogation?!”
“FBI Special Agent,”
said the man, medium build with sunglasses and dark blond hair, who had just come into the interview room. He continued,
“I came here to take custody of the suspect, who is linked to very confidential matters”
“What are you talking about, he is my suspect; if you think I would hand over him just because you are FBI, you are mistaken” Odin replied.
“Do not worry, I’m not “just” the FBI, please call me That Agent.”
Agent replied and indicated to his agents, who had come with him to take the suspect in. At the same time, he dropped all necessary paperwork, including even a judge’s orders, on the table . Odin could only helplessly watch and said,
“What do you mean by That Age…..”
He paused mid-sentence, because he noticed that the suspect had become very pale and was starting to shake.
“Do not give me away, I will give you any information you want,” begged the suspect in despair, as if he had just been sentenced to a death penalty.
Agent laughed at his words and replied.
“What nonsense are you talking about, the moment you came “here” you came under my jurisdiction and from now on, also under my orders.”
When the argument ended, his agents finally took the suspect, he said goodbye and went to the convoy of vehicles for transporting the suspect. Odin and Ryan could only watch helplessly, wondering what the hell had happened, and who is the agent who had introduced himself as “That Agent”.
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