Scrounger of soul

Chapter 2

A narrow corridor stands at the center that follows rows of doors, busy by the chattering of people in their lab coats with their respective names sealed to a golden plate of their chest. A stinky smell of sweat fills the air as the huffing of men grows louder the crowd stands in an uneven circle with a large empty space in the center to draw attention to the leader the tall tanned skin man holds his hands up in the air, demanding for silence and after exhaling another exhausting command the crowd finally falls silent.

"Welcome, all you marine biologists I have called you all here to inform you that our experiment was a success- At this everyone puts their hands together in rejoice- I haven't finished yet- He continues, his face drenched in sweat by the effort to retain silence- "We have received a message for the first time from the Walter sea by Tom and Daniel, BUT- He adds before there is an intrusion- " Before I tell you what the message is, I want you all to share silence among yourselves for the brave death of Tom and Daniel"

"What?!" Someone demands.

"What did u expect?" A blonde braided woman by the name Vanece replies and silence is regained in the corridor minutes pass and there is no movement, everyone stands in peace, not praying their gods but simply paying them their respect a silent cough brings back attention and his voice echoes the walls as he speaks once more.

"They have managed to sent me a sample of sand and I have run a test-he pauses scanning the disciplined crowd- The sand was no sand at all, it was a part of a creature" His mouth remains dry as he speaks, fighting the sense of fear despite the fact that such existences of creatures were suspected repeatedly over the myths, the pronunciation of the word "Creatures" yet restored shock in their faces a pure silence spreads the hallway, some have their hands clapped to their mouth but no one argues to disbelieve he continues "Now I know what I am going to say is going to sound insane but, I think the world is in danger and I suggest it's time we chose our next batch to investigate the Walter sea"

A short curly haired man raises his hand in obedience and asks, "To investigate what? I mean we know there are creatures there now, we are sure of it so, why should we sacrifice ourselves? What's the point?"

"The point is, we know there are creatures but we don't know who they are and if our world is in danger by their wake" He answers calmly but no one seems convinced to volunteer "Besides- he adds after a distant silence – if our last batch was successful in sending us a message then our next batch might come out ALIVE"

"So, what do we do Brian?" Asks the woman named Vanece.

"This is a murder case so we are going to ask for the help of the detectives once they have agreed to our statement, we will have a meeting held they don't have a choice you do so think wisely and come to me if you want to volunteer. Now, if you will excuse me." He sticks out a hand in front of him leading his way to his personal laboratory as the compressed crowd loosens to let him through.

He picks his favorite spot in the laboratory and walks to the corner most table of the room rotating a mobile in the right palm, lost in thoughts. Brian leans his head on the wall and sighs Duke.jr, the head of the detective department had once been his best friend they both had great interest in investigating yet, they chose two different ambitions Brian felt ashamed repeatedly for forcing his friend to be a marine biologist with him he always assumed this was a better choice than being a detective and now feels  embarrassed to ask the help of the detectives. Strange, how time makes you think young but this is about saving lives now people need to be warned although would they believe him?

He looks at his mobile and he thinks it is either about discovering the truth or the death of yet many more researchers so he picks up his phone and makes the call.