Ring Alert....(ON HOLD)

CHAPTER 6

I finally stopped in front of a rusted board that read :-

   WELLWORTH'S PARK...

"Alas! My destination is upon arrival!" Ughhh. I sound midieval. "Looks like this is it. And just in time too."

My first thought about the park (according to the scenic pictures on the board outside) was bits and pieces of botany, trees in almost every corner and wet, prickly grass in the remaining spaces. However I stand corrected.

What I saw was a rusted bench, webbed with brown weeds, standing aimlessly in a dry lawn.

I helped myself to the bench. I was so exhausted from the day's events that I forgot it was already the next day. Figuring a power nap would be a nice idea I yawned and closed my eyes. Yet sleep didn't come to me. I twisted in my seat and just stared at the beautiful sky above, singing(in a zombie voice).

"So baby pull me closer in th-"

"Excuse me? Was the line meant for me?"An unrecognisable macho voice startled me and almost threw me off the bench.

"Erghh...why? Just why can't I sing this song right?"

"Pardon me?"

"Oh nothing." I came out of my awkward position and veered around the bench to face the man-no boy-whoever. "Listen dude, are you the guy I was supposed to meet?"

He eyed me well before answering. His brown eyes sparkled with both certainty and curiousity as he said,"Well that depends on who you are."

"Let's walk and talk."

We three strolled on the cement paths, me, the hot stranger and silence. After some while, I opened my mouth to speak.

"Well can you atleast tell me what you're doing in a park at midnight?"

"Thought I should come out of comfort to stalk a stranger. " He smiled innocently.

"Be serious." Is what I said back and rolled my eyes at him.

"I am serious actually. My mom sent me for some kind of mission. And gave me this too." He rummaged through his jacket's pocket and eventually pulled out a ring. An extremely familiar ring.

My hands dipped into my shorts' pocket as realisation struck me. I too pulled out a ring, the shockingly-similar-to-the- stranger's ring.

"Who are you? Were you sent for a mission too?"

"Yes! My mom sent me, just like yours. I portaled through a mirror from Birmingham to Croydon and ended up at very known person's house. I was told to go to nearest park from there and here I am."

"This is either a really really striking coincidence or our moms know each other in some way." The guy took a seat on a stool shaped rock besides the path and began thinking.

"Or........,"I began,"they work for a secret agency!"

"That's a very rare possiblity. Rare like finding dinosaurs in this century."

I couldn't believe a person who I just met could be capable of roasting me. Or atleast capable of trying to roast me.

"Ok fine. You do the thinking 'Mister whatever-your-name-is mastermind'."

"Blake Ryder."

On hearing the name, it almost felt as if I know this mastermind for a long time. Atleast I know the name if not the person.

I slip into a few memories of the past as I realise this Blake person isn't gonna come back into reality any soon.

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