As Ryan woke, he looked at Michelle and smiled to himself. As far as dreams go, that was a beauty. Invisibility, gangsters and guns! He called Mike on his cell. No answer. No signal. He reached out, trying to flick the table lamp on but only felt fresh air. He wasn't home. It wasn't a dream.
The sudden sound of a chopper overhead. "Shit. Michelle, wake up! We gotta go." The window to his right exploded and the room was both illuminated and smoke filled as his assailants made their move. Ryan looked around in shock, unable to comprehend what was happening. Flash lights punctured the thick air and distant voices grew closer.
He shook Michelle, ready to run, but she lay silent and still. The bed where she lay was wet. A shard of glass from the window pane had punctured her neck, severing the carotid artery. Ryan let out a scream and slumped to the floor. As his fear and sadness gave way to rage, he ran for the door grabbing his old pa's hunting knife from the sideboard.
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The Ghost
Science-FictionA cure to save millions. Or a tool to create devastation. If only Junior Researcher Ryan Elliot could have known what dangers he would place all of those around him in upon revealing his big breakthrough, maybe he'd have thought twice about it. But...
