"It was all a lie wasn't it?", the man stood infront of him as he holds a gun and points towards it. "I swear to god John, it wasn't me.", the other man pleads as he knew that John will pull the trigger. "Say that in hell you bastard.", John said as he pulls the trigger and a gunshot was fired.
JUNE 5TH, 2019. LONDON, ENGLAND. *a month and two weeks before the incident*
"To John.", a man said as he toasts his best friend at his bachelor's party. "I didn't know you had plans, Dean.", John's best friend and best man, Dean Moran is a black haired man, with a faded haircut in the sides. He looks like a hypebeast but his fashion sense is very elegant. A mixed of formal, and casual styles. He's in his late 20's so you'll wonder why doesn't he have a wife or a girlfriend. Meanwhile, the soon to be husband John Mercury is English with a little hint of his gypsy side due to him being just 5'6. He is a doctor, been in the military for 3 years as a Lieutenant in the English Navy. Some,would say he's a bit like Dr. Watson from Sir Doyle's Sherlock Holmes. They even got the same first names.
John is being married to Jeanne Levi, an American who went to England for her work at the hospital that John works at. They've been engaged since 3 months ago after he proposed to her after being her girlfriend for a year and a half.
"Dean, I don't know what to do tomorrow, I mean, tomorrow's the wedding. I can no longer accompany you in your work.", John said softly. "It's ok my friend, you ca, still watch me in the telly, innit?", Dean replied. "Yeah, ok then.", John replied with a smirk on his face.
Dean looks at John's face with a face that says 'oh no'. "Why are you looking at me with such concern?", John asks with a loud volume since the music form the party is loud. "After this, your life will end.", Dean exclaims as he sighs deeply. "I prefer to see it as a new beginning, a possibility of a family." John replied with a rather ominous tone. "Suit yourself mate." Dean says as he lights a cigar.
The party went on and on like a typical bachelor's party.
JUNE 6TH, 2018. WEDDING DAY.
Everyone John knew and loved went to the church. His old friends, ex-navys that he has worked with, parents from both sides, and of course, the bridesmaids and the best men. The day went exactly as Jeanne and John planned until the reception. Everyone somehow disappeared except for John and Dean. "Dean, what the fuck is happening?" he asks as he is about to go mad. "I dunno. But there has to be someone at the bottom of it." Dean answers calmly like he has been in this situation before. "I swear to god, if something happens to my Jeanne, I will not forgive myself." John saying angrily as they search for the missing people.
JUNE 9TH, 2018. 12:09 a.m. RECEPTION AREA.
"John, I think we have a lead." Dean said as he found a pair of glasses with a note on it that says "Come find her. -an"
"An? Who the fuck is An and what does he want to Jeanne?", John shouts as he is getting impatient. "Not he, John, it's a she. Judging from the her handwriting, the curves seems like a female would do the writing, and the strokes are much more neat and this handwriting seems familiar to me, someone I knew from the start." Dean explains as he browses the glass for more clues. You could see that he likes deducing.
"I see." John replied. "There's not much time left, we have to find them berfore this An does something out of the ordinary.", Dean said as he takes the glasses and continues to find them.
