In Different Worlds

Team Up

-Ana's POV-

I've been having headaches and dreams about us ever since we talked at your headquarte-

Someone then knocks on the door and opens it.

You two.. He said as he gestured us to go to him and when we were in front of him, he cuffed us.

What's this for? Mark asked. The guy just glared at him.

This isn't necessary, you know. We won't be able to escape.. There's no other way. This hallway only leads to one door. Just remove the cu-

Just then the guy pulls out a gun and shoots the ceiling three times. I cover my ears and look over at Mark and he's just standing there.

Can't you shut up?! The guy yelled at Mark. Mark just raises his two hands and takes a step back.

Sorry.. I'll shut up. The guy once again glares at Mark.

Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Mark mumbled. I nudge him with my elbow and he shuts up.

The guy turned around and led us to what seems to be a scientist's lab. He seemed to be looking for someone.

Schiuto?

Coming! A girl wearing a lab coat then opened the door.

He- Oh, finally.. new guests! Haven't had any for 8 years or so. Only the team visits me down here.

Alice.. The guy looks at the scientist

Hm? That was the girl's only reply. The guy tilted his head a bit

Oh, right. Sorry.. Follow me. She said with a smile.

Only the sound of our footsteps were heard as we walked in the hallway. After a long moment of silence, the girl stops in front of a door. She bends down for a few seconds and the door opens. She leads us to some kind of testing lab.

-Police Department-

The telephone rings.

PHONE CALL

Officer Florian's desk.

H-Hello? Is O-Officer Florian there? A girl asks through the phone.

No, ma'am. He is currently in a meeting.

Oh.. Well, I just wanted to report t-that I found a d-dead body.

Where exactly, ma'am?

Myrtle street..

Alright, thanks. We'll be on our way. The guy said and hung up.

What're you doing in my desk, Gonzales?

Oh.. um.. w-we got another dead body, boss. Myrtle street.

Florian just glares at Gonzales. He walks toward the latter one and smacks his head.

Ow! What was that for?

Florian once again just glares at him.

Alright.. I might have checked out your gun in your drawe-

Florian smacks Gonzales' head again.

Jones?

On her way, bo-