Unkillable

17 Statue

Nathan's POV

Thinking about the code, maybe it's written in those notepads. I wonder if those numbers are random or mean something?

340601

Date. Tomorrow would be one year from the written one. What happened that day, making it so important.

I was glaring at those numbers almost burning the paper with my eyes. As Zane spoke up.

"Come on don't stare at it. This won't help us find the beginning of the code. Others might be suspicious of the paper or even jealous." He whispered as he saw few girls stare at the paper themselves wanting it to disappear.

"I don't really care. I'm wondering if the second part is in those notepads. At the same time it would be dangerous leaving it there as I'm standing right in front of the monitor." I doubted myself.

"But check it in case. After we find a body it won't be suspicious going there and checking." He explained and I just nodded. I'm patient enough.

"I never have wish for somebody to kill someone but right now I wouldn't mind someone's death." I whispered as I knew others would be enraged if they heard me say this.

"Don't look too excited then you see one." He claim. I smiled to him noting that I'm not promising anything.

"I'll try."

"What is that paper your staring at?" Mason asked finally having some gut. I gazed at the male and he looked away as if he didn't say anything.

"Tomorrow's date." I told half the truth, saying nothing would give them even more questions and make them poke their noses into our business.

"I see. But no one is going to die, don't worry about it." He said but it was far from truth. I would say if no one died that'd be surprising.

"I made dinner!" Hailey walked into the dinning room that now turned into our meeting room. Mason and Kevin decided to help serve the food.

My attention was focused on my notebook as I still tried to figure out what language I was writing them.

At the end of this all it could be full, notebook novel. Maybe I should have made it more detailed, whoever finds this, saying we're dead, could publish this as a book. Many readers would like this and come into this house.

"Time for dinner, let your notebook have a brake." I knew well to who this voice belong, not because he would be the only one brave enough to interrupt me in my daydream world.

"It gets the brake then I want to. I don't hear it complaining." I told making Zane shake his head.

"Look at all the food that wants to be eaten by you." He points with his hand.

"No, it doesn't want to." I claimed. Wans't looking for a fight but what can I do, love giving them problems.

"You should be skin and bones if you don't eat that much." Thomas assert.

"That is worlds mystery, you shouldn't wrap your mind around it as no one will ever be able to find an answer." Anthony responded to the shorter male.

"I wonder what does your doctor tell you, knowing your eating habits?" Mason questioned not really waiting for a respond as it wouldn't be answered from lack of memory.

"I think his doctor told him to eat more." Kevin speculated.

After dinner I went to the library looking for another book to read before going to bed. What genre should I pick? No drama, no fantasy as I already read that yesterday. Maybe horror book? Sounds seducing, I walked up to the shelf that wasn't so big as I expected. The long journey of reading which one will fascinate me.