A girl went missing in Duskwood, my number was given to her boyfriend in a text that has since vanished. Now Im in the middle of a missing persons investigation, a murder, and maybe helping a man wanted by the government. The man is asking for help...
This man named Tomas messaged me first. Before I could understand what was happening, I had become part of a group chat. I recognized no names, faces, or pictures. Cleo, Jessy, Dan, Lilly, so why was this person messaging me. I had other things I was doing.
Granted, it wasn't really a good thing, as I was standing on the edge of a bridge about to fall. The messages had given me pause, enough to back away for a moment anyway. They were accusing me of something, or Lilly was. Something to do with her sister, so more false accusations and people who think they know everything. Great.
According to Tomas she disappeared 3 days ago. So obviously nothing to do with me. I was... still inside my apartment 3 days ago. My number had appeared as a message to him, not that I would know why. They even sent a picture of the girl, but that didn't change the facts.
I ignored the arguing and didn't really say much more about it. I gave them an alias I used on occasion when they asked about my name. The one I used in the digital art business I had. With them talking I started my way home, sending the occasional text in reply. Letting this play out wouldn't be too bad. Not like I had anything better to do.
Out of the few people in that chat Richy was one of them that I liked immediately. He seemed a good person, but I still kept my distance. Tomas continued to message me well after I had reached my place and locked the door. I even got to know the group of people he had brought in after. Of course those were just to get a feel of what I had been tossed into. It wasn't like they were going to leave me alone anytime soon.
Strange thing was... the next person to message me. They had three question marks for their name. His profile picture was from a favorite movie of mine 'V for Vendetta.' So he either watches good movies, or... somehow else knows Guy Fox. This also tells me that he has some kind of agenda.
??? : Well... How do you like it?
Me : 🤨
??? : The chat between Jessy and Dan. I made it possible for you. Thanks to me you could read along.
I could feel my heart stop, my phone falling from my hands. This person hacked into my phone and installed some spy software? The hell. Looking around my room I took a few moments to walk around my room. Checking out windows and out my door to make sure no one was watching.
Me : Are you a Hacker?
??? : Hacker... Is that what the others call me?
Me : Does it really matter?
??? : No of course it doesn't. You have piqued my interest. It is most important that you know things the others don't.
Me : What do you mean by that?
??? : Let's cut this short.
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My phone started to ring, his picture clear as day. I didn't answer right away, the thought crossing my mind of tracking. One minute, that's all I had time for. Any more than that and I would need to move. I would honestly start anyway. I live in a ready to leave state, as I need to be ready to go at a moment's notice. With that in mind I opened my laptop and started searching for new housing three states over and answered the phone.
