Rise of The Unseen

I Don't Like You

The room was charged with tension as Marta, Benny, Lucas, and Daniel waited for Jessica to speak. The seconds ticked by, each one stretching into an eternity, as they exchanged wary glances and watched the enigmatic girl before them.

Jessica's lips trembled slightly, her hesitation palpable. She seemed caught between a desire to share what she knew and a fear of the consequences of her revelations. Her eyes flicked from one face to another, as if assessing the level of trust she could place in this group.

Marta, still holding her gun, maintained her steely resolve, her fingers poised on the trigger but not twitching. She knew the importance of the information Jessica might possess, and her patience was stretched to the limit.

Benny's jaw was clenched, and he shifted his weight from foot to foot, his impatience evident in the nervous energy radiating from him. He exchanged a quick, uneasy glance with Lucas, who had a furrowed brow and a deep sense of wariness in his eyes.

Daniel, who had called Jessica in, sat on the edge of the couch, his face a mixture of hope, apprehension and fear. She had been brought here for a reason, and he couldn't shake the feeling that her words might hold the key to finding his daughter, Emily.

The silence in the room became almost suffocating, the weight of their uncertain circumstances pressing down on them. The group's collective gaze remained fixed on Jessica, silently urging her to break the deadlock and share the information that had brought her to their door.

Jessica's voice wavered as she finally began to speak, "Look, you have to understand, me being here and revealing what I know is incredibly dangerous. The people I'm involved with—"

Marta, her patience stretched thin, interrupted with an edge of frustration in her voice, "We get that, but time's running out for a lot of people out there. If you know something that can help, you need to spill it. Lives are at stake."

Daniel, feeling the tension in the room, sent Marta a look, urging her to calm down. Benny glanced at her too, a silent plea for her to let Jessica explain.

Jessica continued, her voice shaky but determined, "Okay, okay, you're right. I... I know about Emily. I know where she is, but you have to promise that you won't do anything reckless with this information."

The room seemed to hold its breath as Jessica's words hung in the air, the promise of a potential breakthrough, but with it, the burden of a dangerous secret that could change everything.

Jessica took a deep breath, her gaze shifting nervously between Marta, Daniel, Benny, and Lucas. She seemed to be choosing her words carefully, aware of the gravity of the information she was about to share.

"Emily... she's being held in an old factory, not far from here," Jessica began, her voice low. "It's a place The Vipers use to put the people they take. They've got guards posted around the clock."

Daniel leaned in, his eyes wide with anticipation. "How can we get in there? We have to save her."

Jessica nodded, her expression tense. "There's a way in, a back entrance, but it's risky. Once you're inside, you have to be careful; The Vipers don't mess around."

Benny chimed in, his voice determined. "We've dealt with our fair share of trouble. We can handle it. Just tell us where to find this entrance."

Jessica gave them a set of instructions, detailing the route through the city and the layout of the factory. It was clear she had some knowledge of The Vipers' operations, and her information was invaluable.

Marta couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. She interrupted Jessica, her voice laced with suspicion. "Why are you helping us?"

Jessica hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering between the members of the group. "I used to be a member of The Vipers," she admitted, her voice filled with a mix of guilt and determination. "But I couldn't stand by and watch them do what they did to everyone. People that were innocent in all of this. I want to make things right, and helping you is the only way I can do that."