The Outsider (Original Version)

Chapter 18- Evil?

I decided to wait until today to go talk to Tucker, mainly because Lindee couldn't find him anywhere.

I hope he's okay.

Stop it Petra!

The way my stomach turns bugs me just at the thought of him, making me slam a pillow into my face.

"Yup, that did nothing." I mutter, my hands falling to my sides, leaving the pillow resting on my face.

Finally I sit up, the pillow landing in my lap.

I throw it aside, sitting crosslegged on my bed.

My hands rub against my temples, wishing this wasn't so hard.

"Why couldn't I have gotten a part time job like a normal person?" I complain, cursing myself for being so stupid.

The TV is playing downstairs, the one from 2015, I'm surprised it even works.

Lindee must be watching it, she did stay overnight.

Me myself I'm not one to ever really watch TV, the only channel it had was now the news.

No point in watching it if you don't care about the news.

My boots hit the ground with little noise as I get up, walking over to the door.

As my hand touches the cold knob, a shiver goes up my spine, and for a minuet my mind goes blank, as if trying to make me forget to leave the room.

I shake my head, probably resembling the look of a dog that is soaking wet.

My hand twists the knob and I walk out, knowing Tucker will be here in a few minuets.

Though I know those minuets will seem like hours, so I walk to the final door, touching the knob softly.

Nothing happens.

It is simply unlocked.

"That makes no sense." I mutter, walking inside.

The room is entirely empty except for a single table with a price if paper on it.

It is totally encrypted, except for one phrase.

Π£€¥=℅©¢£€√Π¶∆¶^°{}#():**

"Open the book to find the key." I say aloud, not understanding what came before the phrase and the phrase itself.

Wait.....

"The book!" I exclaim, rushing down the stairs and into the library.

The TV is going on and on, but I don't stop go hear what its saying.

Everything I found is still out on the one table, my hands connect with the book.

My finger delicately presses the blood scan lock, feeling a little prick.

The book bursts open, a hollow storage compartment there with a small box.

I take out the box, opening it with ease.

Inside there are a couple things, but I go for the decoder, taking it down as quickly as I can.

"Go to the worst place imaginable. The journey is long, and tretchorus, but in the place it will seem the worst part of the journey. There and only there will you find the creator." I read, confused.

Why would I want to find the creator?