When The Haze Lifts

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

 After recovering from my dazed state, I realized that my Parents were still with me in the room. 

"So you're saying that Dr.Peters-" I started.

"Might have been the first victim," Father completed. 

"At least that is what Anderson claims," Mother said, "None of us took the call all too seriously though. Of course the fact that this stranger knew about our doings was indeed a shock. But after what we read in the newspaper the other day..."

"You're beginning to think that this anonymous person wasn't joking." I realized. 

"Yes but," Father said, "I don't completely trust the words of Anderson. There is always a possibility that this was a coincidence."

"So basically, you're disagreeing with the media." 

"We can't say they know what we know," Mother pointed out, "You receive a call that threatens to kill the members of BRIDGE and a few days later, one member goes missing. There is a high possibility that this was his first move."

That took a few moments to register.

A Killer is out there. He has made his first move. I might have caught him in action. My Parents could possibly be the next victim. 

The thought sent shudders down my body. 

 "But what if this was kidnap? What if-"

"No. Absolutely not. The person on the other line of the call strained on the word - "Kill". If he wants any of us to give in the device, then he obviously won't fake it. He'll make every detail real." Father reasoned. 

That seemed agreeable.

Well that leaves it down to this lingering question..

"Why don't you tell the media what you know? I asked. 

Visibly, the both of them tensed. Mother gulped and Father wouldn't look me straight in the eye. 

"We don't think of it as important," Mother finally spoke up. 

"Not important?! Are you kidding me? There's a Killer out there and from what I have heard, Dr.Peter was his victim! Everyone out there thinks it's kidnap!" I practically blow my head off.

"I believe we can solve it ourselves," my Father put in.

"Yourselves? Alone? No,Father. You're wrong. You have no power whatsoever on this Murderer. The least you could do is seek help from the Police," I reason out. 

"We're not alone, Sophia. We have the enitre BRIDGE Committee!"

"BRIDGE Committee doesn't have beyond 20 members, Father. You know that."

"Well, we're not risking it," Mother said. 

"Risking what?"

"Sophia, do you understand the circumstances? If we give ourselves in and tell the world what we know, then..what if the anonymous person makes us his next target? What if he seeks vengeance for giving away the details? If he was angered by the fact that we brought in the police and other forces.." Mother told me. 

Didn't I have the same very thought a few days ago? Wait, that was yesterday. 

I suppose she is right. 

"How do you plan to solve this mess then?" I enquire. 

"We're not quite sure yet.." Father started.

"Oh, joy."

There was still one question that was irritating me at the back of my head. A question that has been lingering on ever since I heard this story.

BRIDGE Committee was supposedly a welfare committee. At least, that is what it is known for. 

Although, business also is a high priority there. 

Hence, it not surprising that the members are actually pretty rich. 

But what bothers me is - Why would a welfare committee work on a 'device' or 'experiment'? 

Not just any experiment though. From what I've heard and from what I've calculated, it's something massive. 

Massive enough for a person to threaten murder. Massive enough for Mother not to stress on the subject. Massive enough to be kept as secret. 

So I built up my confidence and ask the question. 

"What is this 'experiment'?

Silence.

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Tralalalala. Look who's back. 

This was lying around in my draft so I thought..let's put it up!

It's been like - forever, I know. 

Blame my life. Blame my exams. Blame everything but me. 

Now that that's settled,

I HOPE YOU'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO THE NEXT CHAPTER.