Danny waited for his dad to go to bed before he did it. He grabbed the invisibility cloak, took the motorcycle keys from the study and made for the garage. Suddenly, the faces of Jacob, Peter and Josh appeared in his mind and an inner-force prevented him from going to the airport.
He heard whispers, not part of reality, but in his head. "Insecurity, Cowardly, Curiosity. All three, great people, scattered through the events recorded in the Scrolls of History. You'll never uncover the truth, unless you act fast;" and then another voice: "Sumerians, Greys, Reptilians. Locations Trust those that stir insecurity within, and remain skeptical about those your loyalty lie with. Daniel." Suddenly, choice filled him. "You bloody bastards! Get outta my head!" said Danny and approached the pantry.
Before him lay two components, choices, one would make him betray his curiosity, the other would make him thirst for the truth and continue his journey to find his friends. "Sleeping tablets or S.N.E.B Enterprises' Losc- Alax, oh, what the hell, you only live once," he said as he reached for the blue-labeled Losc-Alax, unknowingly about what it does to one's behavior. He clenched the blue tablets, took a glass of water, and started to drink...
His body started to shudder and his eyes began to spin, his nose began to twitch, and his toes began to curl. He couldn't even think for a moment what Losc-Alax truly stood for. 'Loss of Self Control' he read. "Crap." He said as he dropped the whole jar of tablets. He started to sweat and drool and it felt as if his brain was about to explode. This continued for ten minutes until the effects finally wore off. Danny returned to the garage and made for the highway.
He was on the road for three kilometers until he was caught. A police car stopped before him in the middle of the road, an officer climbed out. "What the hell were you thinking, kid? You know the laws!" All this drama with the Losc-Alax had made him forget the invisibility cloak entirely. "What's your name, kid?" he asked Danny. "Danny Crowe," he answered. A grin appeared on the cop's face. "Oh yes, we've got you now!"he said and knocked Danny unconscious with his pistol.
Danny woke up, tied to a chair. In front of him, dastardly equipment, a chainsaw, handcuffs, smoke-pellet, knife, and a vile filled with oozing intestines, all spread across a long table. The cop from before entered the room, Danny read his name tag, 'Victor Dameon' "So, Danny, I hope you remember me?" Victor asked Danny, to which he replied, "No," The cop looked annoyed. He took a long needle out of his pocket and stabbed Danny in the elbow. 'Ouch, damn it! What the hell was that for?" Danny shrieked. Victor took the blood sample and poured it into a vial. A puff of smoke erupted from the vial as Victor took a sample of the mixture with a flask. He smelled it. "Hmm.. S.N.E.B, I've always suspected." He said. 'What are you talking about?" Danny asked. "Do you think that the Oakdale Abduction was a coincidence? Did you think that you were the only survivor by luck? No, my friend. Oakdale Asylum. That's where you must go if you want answers," he loosened Danny's ropes, "I'll take you there, let's go." Said Victor and they left the room and entered a garage, Victor's car was parked there. "Are you ready, Danny?" Victor asked before he opened the car door. "Yes, I am" said Danny and they rode to the airport.
