Robert was getting ready to go to bed, when he was struck by the realization of how to solve the situation he found himself in.
He will talk to his uncle, plain and simple.
His uncle is a detective in the local police, he is very smart and sharp, he will surely have ideas how Emma hacked their accounts. Maybe he will also seize the opportunity, and ask him for tips on how to deal with Emma. She is very complex and even he, the most sociable boy in their class, could not get close to her.
He got into bed, curled up with the warm blanket, and was happy with the idea that came before him now.
Emma...
Why can't he stop thinking about her? What does a depressed and anti-social teenage girl like her intrigue him?
He slowly fell asleep while thinking about mysterious Emma.
However, meanwhile in Nergleton Alley, AKA Criminal Alley, Emma was far from thinking about Robert.
Emma was on top of the building, looking down to watch the criminal organization being arrested.
"This weird phone call was right after all." one of the police officers spoke with another.
"We should tell detective Hawthorne." the other replied instantly.
Detective Hawthorne? who's that? she wondered to herself.
Well, it doesn't matter, probably he's just curious about the phone call, nothing more.
Emma hurried hiding her stress with comforting delusion.
"I shall leave now." Emma declared to herself, convincing her legs to move, even though she had a strong desire to sit at the roof forever.
"Have you heard? the criminal organization 'shadow veil' was arrested yesterday, finally the police found their hiding place."
"Yeah, interesting..."
"its good, never thought the police would do something useful."
A lot of people talked about it, they seemed to be happy.
So why Emma didn't feel this happiness??
Emma sat next to her desk, and burried her head in her palms.
Why am I not satisfied?? I've done so much! Bruce is no longer hurting students, those popular idiots are less arrogant and shitty than always, and I literally put a criminal organization in jail! Why in the world I'm not satisfied?? Why does everything feel the same??
She lay on her desk, rage flows through her veins.
"Emma come on, get yourself together. The reason you're unsatisfied is because you haven't done much. I mean, you obviously have done a lot, of course, but compared to your ambitious it's almost nothing."
Mr. Note explained wisely.
Wow, is that so? She wondered to herself. She started thinking that it's unclever to manipulate people like that, a thought crossed her mind telling her it was wrong.
"Huh, you're right! Of course you're!" She whispered to herself, a smug smile crossing her pale face.
Why I'm worried so much? Seriously what's wrong with me? Wrong? Wrong? It's not wrong!
It's the opposite! This world is already rotten to the core, there's no other choice!
'Set a thief to catch another thief' That is how the world works! Everyone here is already rotten to the core, so I need to be rotten as well, to change it, yes, that's it!
A train of unstable thoughts was driving in her mind.
Little by little her conscience went down and dried up. Every day, every minute, every second, another piece of her humanity was disappearing.
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A Notebook From Hell
Mystery / ThrillerEmma's life was always boring and miserable. She at one point put up with it because she had one person who didn't hate her, moreover somone who loved her, her dear father. But everything changes after he dies in a car accident. Emma now remains a...
