"More protests have begun in downtown Anaheim, where at least 4 people have been injured after some protesters started using violence. Our sources say the fight broke out after onlookers started using vulgar language to the abnormalities. This is the third attack this week and the police are beginning to take action. We asked the state police chief, Miss Imprey, what the plan was. 'We need to start punishing these protesters for committing acts of violent against our citizens' she says. 'We're ready and things need to change. The real question is are the abnormalities ready for punishment.' Our experts believe this violence is caused by the capturing of Edward Saccron and the hunt for his son. We will follow up this story at eight o'clock tonight."
"I swear every day we hear these damn stories." Sai reached across the couch and turned off the TV using the remote.
"Hey I was watching that! You know my profiling project is on the manhunt." I tried reaching back over, but Sai just held the controller to the sky
"Vihaan it's 2 o'clock in the morning, I want to sleep, Akira wants to sleep, and you need to sleep"
"You know I can just turn it down right?"
"Just so you could turn it back up?"
I held my breath and just sighed. "Alright Alright, I'll go to sleep but could you go back to your room?"
Sai nodded and stood up, losing balance for just a second before going to leave "Just go to bed already" And with that he closed the door and left me alone with the pitter patter of the rain on the window, and the dim lights that lit up the courtyard of the campus outside. I went ahead and stood up, but instead of actually resting my body, I sat down in my desk chair and continued my research further. This 'Dorian' character, he's a real mystery.
It was just recent that the infamous gang leader, Edward Saccron, was revealed to have a son of his own, but it's all still skeptical. Investigators say they have evidence of his existence, but I don't get how a small piece of cloth can be the only evidence. I, personally, grew interested, and chose to do my final criminology project focusing on this case, but at this rate I don't think he is even real. Think about it, a gang leader out of all people having a son and keeping him a secret from even their closest members? It's a bunch of malarkey.
I sank down in my chair and sighed, gripping onto the arms of the chair and letting my bangs fall down into my eyes. I stared into the computer screen, but sadly the information just didn't pop out. Multiple stories of this mystery man, all with different descriptions of what he looked like. Tall with black hair, short hair and bulky, a scar over his left eye, it's still all the same
As I sat there contemplating what I should do, I started to hear a soft pap sound. I sat back up, putting my back to the office chair before ignoring the sound and getting up to grab a snack. The sound still continued though, pap, pap, pap. I sighed, and unlocked our dorm entrance and peeked out outside.
Nothing there, but the sound of what I can now identify as footsteps continues, and starts to become louder
Pap, pap, pap.
"Probably an intoxicated college student" I thought to myself, before deciding to let it go and turn to walk back into the door.
This was all I remembered, before my vision went dark and my consciousness faded away.
