Tales Of The Squeaker ~ Fifty thriller stories in one book

Tale Seven: Conspiracy Theory Of The Cipher

Detective Tracey Munro has witnessed her fair share of bizarre cases, but this one is beyond logic. It started with a cryptic inscription scratched on the wall of an abandoned warehouse: "Centurion."

The city was alive with rumours of the Centurion Society, a clandestine club said to hold forbidden knowledge. Their symbol is an eye within a triangle. Tracey's investigation led her to a missing teacher named Ms. Regina Victor, a renowned cryptographer who had vanished without a trace.

Ms.Victor's last known location was the university library. Tracey went through dusty shelves, her torch unearthing lost books. And there it was—a leather-bound notepad with pages full of cryptic symbols. The professor's fixation on the Centrion had overwhelmed him.

Tracey translated the notebook and discovered a centuries-long plot. The Centurion sought the manuscript, an artefact with immeasurable power. However, its location remained elusive, shrouded beneath layers of myth and mythology.

Suspects emerged, including a reclusive billionaire, a renegade hacker, and a mystery woman named Clara. Each contained a puzzle piece, but none provided the complete picture. Tracey pursued leads throughout the city, risking her safety to uncover the mysteries hidden in the journal.

Clara, mysterious and enticing, danced on the edge of shadows. She whispered half-truths, guiding Tracey deeper into the maze. Their encounters were electrifying—dangerous liaisons powered by adrenaline and desire. But Clara had her plan, and it threatened to consume them both.

The last clue led to an abandoned church at the scheme's heart. Tracey descended into the catacombs, torchlight flickering. She confronted Clara, the manuscript sitting on an antique altar. The symbols flashed and pulsed with energy.

Clara's eyes held secrets: treachery, sacrifice, and a thirst for power. She revealed the truth: Ms. Victor had decoded the manuscript, but its primary purpose was ascension, not power. The individual who solved the ultimate riddle would surpass humanity and become a Centurion—a saviour.

Tracey hesitated. Clara's lips brushed against her own, tempting and dangerously close. The manuscript whispered, promising answers to life's most profound questions. But Tracey remembered Ms.Victor's fate: the madness that overtook him.

In an unexpected twist, Clara stepped back, her laughter reverberating. "Choose, Detective," she said. "Ascend or remain mortal."

Tracey made a quick decision: she destroyed the manuscript, and its energy engulfed Clara. The church shuddered as reality fractured, and Clara disappeared, leaving only echoes.

Tracey realized that the missing notebook was not just about the manuscript; it also involved choice, sacrifice, and the transitional space between humanity and the divine.

As the night faded and the sun began to rise, Tracey questioned whether she had saved or doomed the planet. The Centurion's eye emerged from the shadows, anticipating the next code to be unveiled.

"Some mysteries are simply better left unsolved! Uncover them, and you might find more than you bargained for!"

The End

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