The House

Chapter 16 Unwanted Data

"YoU aRe DiSsApOiNtInG mE." says the British voice through the speakers. "ThReE tRiEs On ThE sAmE dAy AnD aLL tHrEe fAiLeD."

"Shut up." I sit up and take all the wires away from my body. I feel absolutely tired.

Today, my memories were related to Charlotte. The first one was in the classroom, then her house, and then a party. I have no idea why or how I've failed all three. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I barely slept last night.

Anyway, I decided that today I am going to talk with the guy that's in the room behind the computer after I read what's in the blocked folder.

I walk out from the Dark Room. No one is outside waiting for me because I told them, insisted, not to do so. So, the next thing I do is walk towards the Secret Room and go straight to the computer. I sit down, turn it on, and open the blocked folder.

"As you wish No. 30251807," says the computer. "Would you please give me the password?"

"Sure." I say and type the word Belle.

I'm so tired that I yawn while the folder is being unlocked, and by the time I open my eyes it's done.

Inside the Project folder are hundreds and hundreds of files and more folders. Each has different names and dates. I scroll down trying to find anything related to our School, but there are so many files that it's almost impossible. However, I keep scrolling until I find a folder with my family name. I open it and see that there are more folders inside.

"Oh, great." I say.

I take a deep breath and open the first folder. This one is dated in 2013 and it has one video with more files. I click on the video and wait for it to play. When it does, I freeze in place. On the screen I see a man and a woman sitting on a chair, he's on the right side of the screen and she's on the left side. They both look sad and are holding hands. The man seems tall and slender. He has black short hair and brown eyes while she has long wavy brown hair and brown eyes. It seems that they're inside of an office; everything is perfectly clean and organized.

I click "play."

The woman is crying and holding her stomach with her free hand. Oh my god, she's pregnant. Even though they are younger, I'm able to recognize them thanks to all the photos I've seen around the house.

They're my parents.

"Now, could you please say who you are, how did you find us, and what are you doing here?" I hear a male voice coming from the computer, but it isn't my dad the one that's talking. It is an off-camera voice.

"Uhm," my dad looks straight at the camera. "My name is Dominic Palmer, and this is my wife; Noelle Palmer."

"How did you find us?"

My dad looks at my mom, who's still crying. "We went to the hospital for her monthly check up." he's now looking at the guy off-camera. "And... we were told that..."

My mom interrupts my dad with louder sobs.

"May I ask how old is the baby?" says the man.

My mom cries even harder.

My dad looks at my mom and sighs. "It was 8 months old."

"I am so sorry to hear that." says the man. "How did it happen?"

"Not even the doctors can answer that," says my dad while looking at the man off-camera. "They just told us that they couldn't find the heartbeat." he pauses. "They even got the balls to say that it must have been something that my wife did."