The Little Danger

Chapter 58: MARS.

ALORA

I couldn't sleep much after that hospital visit to Betty. It's been two days since I last saw her, talked to her and got information about everything she went through.

Since then, I couldn't sleep for more than three hours. Whenever I tried to go back to sleep again after waking up from some terrific nightmare, the sleepiness turned into something else.

Something I am aware of.

The scene of my cousin sister laid on the bed, her face no longer in colour, eyes became lifeless as if she no longer has any reason to exist in this world. The sleepless nights made me recall that scene.

And it succeeded to make me feel another rage and unbearable hatred against the world that I had not known one can feel. That it's possible.

Now I am furious. So furious. I want to find out that pathetic inhuman behavioural man who did the worst to my sister. I will search him out whether he is in depth of the ocean or hides somewhere underground- I will find him and will make sure to dig his body six feet under the ground.

First, I need a glass of water or I will faint anytime soon because of dehydration. But I don't feel like getting up.

Let's say the reason for that is because for the past two hours I have been seated, staying glued to my place while brutally torturing the laptop. However, my intention and reason for the act is valid. Well, I am trying to find out some information. About the club.

Betty did mention the name when we asked.

Club Icon. Yes.

There's another reason for which I am more interested in getting details about the place. The sender of that unknown message.

'Things are getting worse, and more complicated. Take my words, Alora Gray, and protect your loved ones. They are being harmed.'

This was the message. And it was my full name which caused me to panic the moment I read it. It wasn't a prank at all. The message was for me.

The fact that the man has enough information about me to know my name and the members of my family, is what makes me more restless.

Later that day, the moment after reaching home from visiting Betty, I decided to take a step. And just like that, with some limited courage in myself, I had chosen to send a message back to him.

And thus a conversation was made between us.

Me: Who are you really? What's your name?

Him: You can call me MARS.

Me: What else do you know about me?

Him: Everything will eventually be revealed soon, Alora Gray.

Me: What does it mean? Why did you help me with this?

Him: You will soon get all your answers.

And then no message came again. I didn't receive any further in time. I couldn't understand what he said about things that would be revealed.

What if this MARS and the one who harrassed Betty are the same person? What if he is trying to lead us to another way so that we don't get to know the truth?!

Anything can be possible.

I know maybe it's not that easy to find out about that man by getting information about the club. But what if it helps?

"Here, have some." A glass filled with fresh orange juice came right in front of me. Enzo waited while holding the glass till I took it from him. "Don't stress yourself too much."