Always

For You, Couple Years From Now

The sky was heavy with clouds, an ominous gray blanket that threatened an unyielding downpour. Rain cascaded from the heavens, drowning the world beneath a symphony of relentless drops, creating a pallid ambiance in contrast to the seething emotions that rippled through the damp air. In the heart of this tempest, Rebecca emerged from the basement, her heart racing, adrenaline coursing through her veins. The confrontation with Freen had reached a boiling point, and Rebecca's hand still tingled from the force of her slap, a physical manifestation of her simmering resentment.

Freen remained suspended from the cold, unforgiving chains that encased her wrists, the dull clinks echoing in the otherwise silent space. With the suddenness of Rebecca's departure, an uneasy calm enveloped the dim basement. Freen's lips curled into a soft smile, as she had initiated her protocol, a failsafe decision forged in the depths of her being. Trust in the intricacies of her plan was paramount, an unwavering faith in the logical constructs she had meticulously crafted.

As the storm outside intensified, so did the tempest within Freen's mind. She could almost hear Rebecca's footsteps fading away, a tangible relief laced with disdain. The chains that bound her were not merely a physical restraint, they were a challenge, a test of her determination. Each drop of the rain pounding against the ground echoed the relentless ticking of the clock, a reminder that time was a formidable adversary. Freen's thoughts danced between losing to her pain and self preservation. In the depths of her captivity, she had prepared for this moment, mapped out her escape plan, strategizing her next steps, as the truth will finally emerge from the depths of secrets.

Meanwhile, Rebecca, oblivious to the machinations unfolding in the shadows, was consumed by her turmoil. She could almost taste victory, envisioning herself in where power lay firmly in her grasp. Yet, the winds of fate are unpredictable. As the battle between the thunder, wind and lightning continues, a silent figure surfaced from the shadows of his car. Glancing over his phone as instructions were issued, he took his tranquilizer, wore his earbuds, and began hunting.

-"Transporter. Your package is awaiting you in the basement as told. There are seven guards around the property. Two stationed in front, four distributed on both sides and one in the backyard. The two ladies are gathered together in the living room, and no signs for the male figure. Remember not to use violence against the ladies, otherwise the deal will be violated. Good luck." Upon hearing those instructions, he nodded and responded. "Affirmative"

-Silently he moved like a wolf approaching its prey. He tranquillized the two guards simultaneously, and did the same for the rest. The rain was his element of surprise, as his movements were inaudible. BETA secured the camera making sure that everything is off the records. Upon reaching the front door and hold the knob, BETA informed. "Clear to barge in". He nodded and slowly opened the door, tilting against the wall as she walked towards the living room.

-As soon as he reached there he entered while raising his gun against them. Both Irin and Rebecca gasped fearfully, while Rebecca began calling her guards. He placed his finger against his lips, while shaking his head. "Shhh. No one is here, all of them are eliminated" Rebecca gulped as she placed her hand on her belly. "Wh..what do you want?" Irin asked him in terror, as she glanced at Rebecca. "I want the person that you are holding as a prisoner"

-Rebecca shook her head as she scoffed. "There's no prisoner in here. I think you entered the wrong house". He smirked and walked frowned, pushing the gun hammer down. "Listen lady. This is my last warning. If you don't take me to the prisoner, I'll use your blood to paint your living room!" Irin's heart began to race the moment she saw how serious he was. Her hands and body began shaking as she leaned closer to Rebecca and whispered. "Stop playing around, cause trust me I don't have a death wish!"