A nail gun to her head... Rotor blades to his... The world exhibition... This was the first of many memories to come flooding through. It was back. He remembered everything as he did the day he fell. Every face, every word, every thought. Everything.
• • •
Kooi and Mike pushed open the door of the florist. The open-air garden inside was home to a nice oak tree and park benches, one of which seated Cameron Montana, who sat, feeding pigeons.
"A florist?" Mike asked.
"It's slowly coming back. I'm enjoying my final months of life. On earth. With pigeons and flowers. When it all comes back, I'll consider thinking about coming back. Until then, I'm sorry... But I don't want to see anything familiar here" he said with dismay. Kooi opened his mouth to speak, but Mike stopped him. The two left the store and went back to the Renaissance.
Kooi decided to return to the florist the next morning, but found that Tana had resigned that morning. His house and car were also sold off.
Tana sat in the forest with his pathfinder OS. Each memory came back to him.
"Well holy fucking shit!" He said to himself.
• • •
"Mike... Do you have Soren's phone number?" Kooi asked, dumbfounded.
"Soren has a phone?" Mike replied.
"You're gonna wanna see this!" Kooi exclaimed.
Kooi stepped away from the telescope and let Mike have a look at Ceres.
"Please tell me that isn't what it resembles" he said, unsure.
"It resembles another CO2 laser. On a neighbouring asteroid. Which it is. I presume. So... Shit. Fuck. Mummy!" Kooi cried.
The two ran for the parked Vectra when Mike came to a halt.
"Are you coming, or not?" Kooi asked.
"The only thing keeping me up there was Zoey... I think I need to take a page out of Storm's book. Besides... I'm dead either way, right?" He asked.
Kooi nodded angrily and closed off the boarding ramp.
Mike looked up into the Vectra's shadow, saying under his breath:
"Good luck"
• • •
The news reporter seemed sweaty and unsettled.
"The mysterious aircraft landing and departing our planet adds to suspicion around strange lights radiating from the asteroid Ceres, and also the two-hundred-thousand missing persons cases reported in the past six years; all of which happening just after the legal acquisition of Koytana" she recited.
The Vectra was suddenly hailed by Soren.
• • •
"Tana's out, so is Mike" Kooi said, regretfully.
"I'm sorry to hear that, I really am; but we have bigger problems" Soren said.
"Define bigger problems" Kooi tried.
"First charge is primed and ready to be fired. It's cocked. We have sixty-four hours before launch" Soren said.
"That's worse..." Kooi said. It's all he could say.
• • •
A's eyes slowly opened. He was in the box again. He dreamt of his home in Russia, the village where he was raised. He couldn't stop thinking about it.
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A is for Ares
General Fiction[COMPLETE] A is a nameless man who goes by the first letter in the alphabet after a traumatic experience. He has found a cure to mental health - but he fails to realise his discovery's true nature. He doesn't know that he is a serial killer. Garrett...
