The Mirror Kryptos

16: Thoughts Blurring.

The submarine dives deep into the ocean waters. The turbines create tiny hurricanes and push them forward. Captain holding a map and tracing the route with his finger.

"We're about fifteen minutes away from our destination." The skipper spoke out, scrolling the page and moving toward the console. Three subordinates salute him on the way.

The captain's dark eyes lock on the Periscopes, drawing it down and scanning the sea. The waters were calm as they formed rings around the Periscopes. The captain exhaled as they neared the coast and his duty was over.

He never imagined himself working for illicit exports. The fact that they were not apprehended by the Navy force is funny. He saw no submarines or ships on the way as if the coast had been cleared for them. He assumed they'd be captured in international waters. Probably he underestimated Raze.

The captain groaned and pushed the periscope back into position. He simply hopes that everything goes well and that he gets to see his family again. They must be terrified of him. At the idea of his terrified son and anxious wife, his eyes blazed with a glassy line of grief. Fortunately, his parents are not involved in this situation.

He was on vacation for the first time in a long time and had returned home to spend quality time with his family. He stepped inside their home with a bright grin, expecting them to be shocked; instead, he got shocked when he discovered his wife being held at gunpoint.

We often hear that family is a source of strength. In difficult times, a family is always there for you. At this critical juncture, when his wife and kids are appalled by the environment. He is unable to seek assistance from anyone. His phone was taken so that he could not contact any government officials for assistance. He cannot allow his parents to add to the chaos.

Other relatives are constantly there to mock him and demonstrate their children's superiority over him. Forget about him; his wife and children are also compared to others. He communicated his ideas indirectly many times, never offending anyone since his parents always taught him to respect others. Those folks, on the other hand, have thick skin. He concluded that he couldn't even beg for their help in his dreams. Family and Fortitude? He is unable to relate to this. His wife and son are currently his weaknesses, which are being exploited.

"Captain," A voice brought the family man out of his thoughts. He quickly blinks away his tears and gave his attention to his unfinished work.

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Elvin opens his journal and clicks his pen while holding the book on his lap. He kept the pen on the single-lined white paper. But he couldn't think of anything to say. He had always struggled with writing sentences. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and thought. He drew his knees forward, using his lap as a table to keep the book upright, and began writing on the page.

The way Chief described the crook. I assumed he lacked a heart. He might never forgive me for becoming his spy. Today, though, I followed him to the western section and continued to follow him even when he drove into a wooded forest. I thought he might kill me any moment now.

There was a distinct world there. The folks were not part of civilised society. They had contented looks on their faces, as though they were comfortable with whatever they had. Also, I saw a Raze filter there, which is not what is portrayed about him. In terms of portrayal, he appears far better than in the drawings; after all, it was just an imagined face. Is he really what Chief said, or is there more to him than simply his face?

Elvin sighed while closing the book and hugging it to his chest. His eyes fluttered with the memory, a vivid recall of the event. He never thought, there could be a side note of such a character. A merciless character portrayed by Killian. It was different from the one painting in his mind now.