Chapter 2: The Introductions

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-The Introductions-

Lintik, patulog na yung tao e. Reklamo ko bago sagutin ang tawag. "What?" The irritation was visible in my voice. My eyes were still closed waiting for someone on the other side to speak. Ni hindi kona tinignan pa yung name ng caller. "Woah love, why do you sound so mad?" I immediately opened my eyes and sat down once I heard the voice. Shit, stupid. I cursed myself inside my head. "Gosh sorry love I didn't know that it was you." Paghingi ko naman ng tawad. "Dapat kasi chini-check mo muna yung name ng caller. Tyaka bakit kaba asar?" Ani naman nito. "Paano naman kasi, patulog na'ko." Reklamo ko naman sakan'ya and I pouted my lips even though hindi n'ya ako nakikita.

"Oh ganun ba? Sorry love. I just wanna ask lang naman If you are home na e. But judging from the word you said na patulog kana, that means naka-uwi kana." He calmly replied. "Wala ako sa bahay love, I'm here at Lee's place. Pagkahatid kasi namin sa kan'ya, inabot na kami ng gabi so we decided to stay nalang here. " Paliwanag ko. "Oh yes I forgot. Sinundo n'yo nga pala si Lee. How is she?" Tanong n'ya. "Well wala namang nagbago sa kanya aside from the fact na lalo s'yang yumaman and nadagdagan ng 3 inches yung height n'ya." Pabiro, pero makatotohanan kong sagot. He chuckled before replying. "Hayss. Still cold as ever no? Aish that girl would be the death of everyone around her. But I'm afraid hindi ka makakapag spend ng time with her." He said that, which made me confused. "What do you mean love?" Nagtatakhang tanong ko sakan'ya.

"The ocean poet is back."

I froze at my spot and dropped the phone I was holding on the bed. "No...this can't be..."

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WARNING: This part contains murder, blood, killings, and a detailed description of a dead body. Read at your own risk.

-Someone

Third Person's Point of View

The place was crowded and loud because of the different voices you can hear inside of the establishment. Each individual came to that place with different agendas and plans. But the majority went there to find answers to their questions that they had in mind for a very long time.

"What happened?" "Where's the ocean poet?" "What did that killer do this time" "Why did it came back?" "What the fuck is happening?" "How is-"

A loud bang from the door interrupted everyone's thoughts. They all diverted their attention to where the sound came from and they saw a woman wearing a black suit, matched with a black trousers and a pair of four-inch stilettos walking down the hall, heading to the elevator. The people's eyes followed her every movement, confused as to why she seemed to be unbothered by the current issue that the country's been facing. As she arrived on the third floor of the building, she immediately headed towards a big red door and proceeded to go inside.

And just like she expected, everyone is inside, waiting for her mere presence to enter the conversation. The people inside stopped what they were doing and quickly stood up to show her respect as they all bowed at the same pace.

Everyone went back to their seats. No one dared to make any sounds nor eye contact because they are intimidated by the woman's presence. After a moment of silence, the door opened revealing a middle aged woman dressed casually with a calm look on her face. And she proceeds to ruin the silence.

"Everyone, you all seemed to be so tense. Loosen up a little, you all look so terrified. Perhaps it's because of your leader huh?" The woman said and slowly walked towards the end of the table, where a certain chair was placed only for a specific person. She caressed the person's hair and everyone just watched her doing that. They were all waiting for the person to react, but she remained still, still wearing her infamous poker face. "Oh Navada, loosen up a little bit. You are scaring your members." She calmly advice the woman.

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