Chapter 3 - Information

10 2 0
                                    

"The high societies?", questioned Ray as he finishes up.

"The rich.", Oxford replied before he stood up.

Ray also stood up, joining the man who is standing near the exit. Oxford opened the door for the man that is wearing a white general uniform. Oxford started to walk again and Ray followed behind him. Oxford moved the red folder behind his back with both of his hands holding on to it. Ray noticed that there a one by one picture of him attached to the top left corner of the folder's front page. He found something strange to him that made him look closer. The iris of both of his eyes on the picture is colored white.

"Can I see what is in that folder?", Ray asked a questioned as they both stopped all of sudden.

"You can.", he said when he opened a metal door for Ray.

Before Ray received the red folder, he first took a good look at what is inside the room. On the far right corner is a bed and next to it is a cabinet. On the far left corner, he found a door that is slightly opened. He stepped into the room while being watched by Oxford who was still standing out in the hallway, keeping the door open wide. The red folder was now in his left hand.

"You'll be staying here for a while, and for a while... years. Depends if you have proved yourself that you are safe for the public first.", said Oxford who is handing the red folder to Ray who just turned around to face him.

"Is it because of my eyes?", Ray questioned as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"You're eyes are one of the reasons.", Oxford responded.

"I see.", said Ray.

"I'll come back, I just need to attend a meeting, that's all.", Oxford told Ray when he began to close the door slowly.

When he heard the door locked, he continued to stare at it for a moment since he can still Oxford's footsteps fading away. He looked down at the red folder that is placed on his lap, waiting to be opened. He placed the folder on the top of the cabinet because he wants to see something first. He pushed the bathroom door away from him, switching on the lights and immediately found a mirror near the sink. He stood in front of it and found out that both the iris of his eyes are colored white, almost the same as the sclera.

"What am I?", Ray whispered to himself.

He left the bathroom after turning off the lights. He saw the red folder resting on the cabinet. He sat back down on the bed as he grabbed the folder and opened it. He was greeted by the first page that contains basic information about him. He noticed that a lot of the blanks are left unanswered. The only things that have been answered are the color of his eyes, name, gender and his age. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that they answered sixteen.

"Am I really that young?", he said as he flips to the next page.

He closed the folder and placed it back on the top of the cabinet when he noticed that the rest of the pages are just plain empty. He laid back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling with both of his hands are placed on his chest and both of his feet are inches apart from each other. All of sudden, he heard the door unlocked itself and creaked just an inch open. He glanced at the door and found no one standing near it.

He left the bed and walked closer to the metal door. He gently rested his right hand on it, slowly pushing it away from him. He peeked his head out and found nothing in the silent corridors. He moved his head away and stood straight as he stared at the metal door in front of him. He has to choose from two choices, the first one is to leave the room and try to find someone to tell that about the door or the second one is not to leave the room and wait for Oxford to come back.

He was about to move away from the door when out of nowhere he began to hear some girl screaming in the corridors. He peeked his head back out again and found no one nearby. He decided to walk out of the room and search for its source but then he heard two men in the distance.

"Shut up will ya!", said one of the men.

The scream continues to echo around the corridors when suddenly it ended right after when a gunshot was heard. Ray closed the door gently in case that the two men walked past it and saw the door opened. He made sure that the door wouldn't open by staring at it for minutes that is because he couldn't lock the door from the inside. He sat back down again on the bed as his mind was being filled with questions. He wants to know who was screaming, and why it was ended with a gunshot. He began to think that he is not safe here, contained in the facility.

His patience slowly drains empty as time passes, waiting for Oxford's return. He walked up to the door again without making physical contact with it, it creaked open by an inch again. He was about to grab the handle to pull the door but it swung open all of sudden. Ray jumped when it happened but then felt relieved when Oxford walked in.

"You look... are you alright?", the man let out a question as he grabbed the red folder and stared at Ray.

"I just heard someone killed with a gun in the distance.", Ray replied as he kept his hands close together.

The Disparate OneWhere stories live. Discover now