The Comeback Of Lorenzo✔

II

At Dockyard,

"Hello, Mr Brooks." An unfamiliar voice spoke dryly from behind. I turned my head around to find Lambert and Leo. Finally, they arrived.

"You arrived, we were waiting for you." Lucas whimpered, we stood up from the seat and shook hands with them.

Unlike in the photograph, they looked amiable. Lambert matched my and Lucas's 6'1 height while Leo was a little shorter than us with 5'9 height.

Lambert had a pale complexion angular face with golden-brown hair and stubble. His blue eyes looked sunken and tired due to lack of sleep. He had a muscled figure just like Lucas. His sharp-pointed nose cringed as a wave hit towards his face.  

He forwarded his long arms for a handshake which I gladly accepted it. Then Lambert turned to greet Lucas, and Leo acknowledged my presence. He brightly smiled and walked towards me.

"Hello, Mr Brooks. It's so nice to meet you in person." He enthusiastically said with his high pitched voice. "Thank you. It's very nice to meet you as well." I civilly replied. 

Hello, Mr Brooks. It's so nice to meet you in person." He enthusiastically said with his high pitched voice as we shook hands. "Thank you. It's very nice to meet you as well." I civilly replied.

Leo had brown and black hair with a unique mixture of blue and green eyes. He had a little plump and round body, and florid skin. He looked energetic even after a long trip. 

I wanted to ask them why they were late, but I ignored it.

Being a spy we had to blend with the residents here, therefore, we wore the same clothes that matched with the people here.

A sewed brown suit and a tie matching with it. Brief suitcase on our right hand, while the other griped our rented trunks which were too old and dusty, looking like we were regular travellers and had travelled a lot. Just like every local citizen here, we had worn socks and polished boots along with a hat, as they say, 'The shoe and your hairstyle judges you more than your dressing style'

I think a time would come where an individual will have choices of hairstyles and a variety of shoes and sandals, but this was not that era. Then maybe it would be early 2000?

We went in between the crowd and blent with them while walking towards the exit.

There were two men in a black coat and blackcaps. They stood on each side checking the tickets of the passengers while out of the four soldiers, two of them were doing the checking of luggage and two did checking of the passenger, on the gate. The soldiers carried machine guns with them and were ready to shoot the traitor.

A lady who looked of our age stood in front reading her watch now and then while tapping her feet. I could tell that she was restless and impatient, "Why are they slow?" she murmured slowly but audible enough to hear it.

Lucas stood behind her. Then Leo, Lambert, and I stood accordingly. We wait patiently in the queue for our turn to come as we were the last ones here, and the harbour was almost empty.

Feeling a little bored, I glanced behind me there were many labours near the ships standing in groups and waiting for the wages which they earned before leaving for lunch.

After scanning the dockyard, I look in the front again only to notice that the queue was moving forward but with a turtles speed. I look up at the sky where many crows were flying in a circular motion above the dockyard. It was odd because crows don't fly together in a circular motion.

"A TRAITOR!" One soldier who was checking the luggage of passengers yelled. Everyone glanced at him and gasped loudly.

There was tension between the people, not knowing what would happen next. He raised his gun and positioned it on the traitor's forehead "Raise your hands and don't you dare to attempt any smart moves or you will die on the spot" He orders him.

We couldn't get a glimpse of the traitor as his back was facing us. They called many other soldiers to arrest him.

"I am not a traitor!" The man kept yelling in defence, but no one listened to him. Defeated, he slowly raised his hands and kept it behind his head.

The few soldiers come from behind and arrested him.
They caught his hand which were on his head and harshly moved it to his back and placed the handcuffs. The man was struggling and crying about his innocence, but The European Soldiers let it go deaf. I felt pity for him.

'How could one be so Heartless?' I thought.

One hour later,

We got checked and stood at the gates while waited for a vehicle to drop us, but when we said 'Block 30', they would drive away without replying. Therefore, we decide to walk as it was near the dockyard and we could understand the place carefully.

London was a beautiful country, but deep inside me, I felt that my hometown Germany better.

The place where we were going seemed near, but while we are walking there, it was far. The crowded streets were becoming silent after every passing lane.

We took a left turn to a lane where the street was empty. Through the enormous gate, we could see the row of houses which screamed its 'Richness', but not a single person was seen there, no birds nor dogs. Just houses and trees everywhere.

There was a fancy board on the side road which had engraved 'Block 30' in bold letters. It was looking new because of its shine. They had made it with black marble with golden borders and letters written on it.

There were no watchmen on the gate. Lucas went forward and opened the door.

"The Chosen One is here!" suddenly, an old man screams with joy from behind, which made us all jolt. We turn around to look at him.

He didn't look normal and had lots of tattoos on his wrinkled skin, although in his old age he looked fit. His white hair flying with the wind while his grey eyes were a little shiny than usual, making me cringe.

His black coat was half torn, showing his skin. He didn't wear his shoe. His dusty self made him look like a beggar.

"Who are you?" Leo raised a question, "leave us alone."

The old man starts laughing and dancing while he sang, "He is here! He is here!"

My heartbeat thuds faster at his sudden change in behaviour that I could hear it in my ear. He was continually looking at me and never left his eyes from me while dancing and singing.

I panicked when he stops dancing and runs near me. He came very close to me and said, "He selected you! You thought your destiny brought you here, but it's him who brought you here." and laughed loudly again.

He roughly caught my arms and scanned me from head to toe. Lucas, Leo and Lambert came forward and tried to remove me from his tight embarrassing, but the old man's action roots me on my spot.

His grey eyes felt like they were hypnotizing me from doing anything, every second I was sinking deeper and deeper into his eyes. They were screaming something, but I was deaf to hear what they were saying.

"You are the lucky one, he chose you to change this world, he wants you to be part of him. He knows you are better than all," He rigidly continues, "He is watching you remember that."

After he said this, he abruptly released me from his hold, which brought me back to my senses. "Welcome to Block 30" He walks backwards without breaking his eye contact from me.

Lucas held my arms and almost dragged me inside the lane with him. I looked behind to see the old man, but he wasn't there, he just disappeared.