The Grand Hall, deafeningly silent now changed to a blend of dark energies and negative emotions leaking out of the participants of the meeting.
Eyes glaring towards each other with great enmity.
I was silent, preparing to speak out the fire which burned within my heart. I looked across the hall, intending to check the time. I wanted the leave this place.
The silence lasted for four hours. Out of the negativity rose the dark one. The shadow bender.
I noticed a shroud of dark energy surrounded by a figure whose face was concealed in a cloth, with only the eyes shown.
The figure walked towards me. The energy surrounding it increased. I turned my head towards the others. None took notice of the presence of this mysterious figure but me.
'Why are you approaching me? Who are you? What you you want?', I asked.
It gave no answer. It shifted location and stood at a corner of the Grand Hall.
Time resumed. The silence broke once more.
We discussed the eligibility of the antidote which was created by me. The American scientist, closest bodyguard to the Queen and a lot of others, including Diane were against the worthiness of the medicine which I formed.
'Sir Bob. You created a formula for the medicine right?', Mrs. Lee asked.
'Yes', I answered.
'Since you created this formula, how will you send it to us without it falling into the wrong hands?'
'That's an area of concern.', the dark-skinned man butted in, unaware of the flow of the conversation.
Mrs. Lee's face scrunched with rage. Her face turning blood red to the level of a burning habanero.
The rest of those in the meeting hushed, waiting for what was about to happen.
To end the whole meeting, I arose from my seat and delivered my suggestion.
'Ladies and gentlemen: Kindly hear my suggestion on this matter of the world: England and the States must form an international treaty. Whether the antidote is worthy or not is under the power of probability. But there is one thing I know: I made a grand error which I must pay and we as brothers in humanity need to restore Earth to its original state. I will not allow any forms of pettiness deny us the honor of healing the world!!'
The Grand Hall entered into silence. Then a deafening series of claps occurred.
We departed the Grand Hall when the eighteenth hour struck.
At last one thing occurred: The debate of my antidote was most likely positive.
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Story of Bob
AcciónA great catastrophe has befell upon the world and the population is dying. To solve the great pandemic, a grand genius by the name of Bob, must fix his reckless errors in creating the virus and set things right. Will he succeed in his quest for r...
