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"We're here, my dear Dulce."
Linking her arms tightly to mine, mom excitedly pulled me towards her side in the backseat of the car. Iginala ko ang paningin sa napakamalaking gate ng chateu na pag-aari ni President Vlad.
It was definitely made from wrought iron. From where I am standing, I can see that each panel bore detailed scrollwork that depicted scenes from a sort of religious mythology. There were angels and vineyards with grapes, and there were even the sun and the moon. At first glance, the complete impression it gives me is that of luxury, which is expected considering the people who live here.
Isang prominenting tao si President Vlad. Given that he is currently the official who holds the highest authority in the seat of power, marami rin siyang mga koneksiyon at business na mas lalong nagpalago sa posisyon niya.
Furthermore, the commoners would never know that he runs an organization-a society that aims to stop crimes as efficiently and confidentially as possible. Even the police never heard a thing about it. Or maybe they did, but those who shouldn't know simply heard about it in a bypass, and those who have the authority to be connected to it are keeping their mouths shut.
"Aren't we going to park inside or something?" takang tanong ko kay mom nang biglang paandarin ulit ni Cross ang sasakyan at inikot namin ang kalsada patungo sa may likurang bahagi ng chateau.
Mind you, it wasn't a short ride because the area was just too big.
Napailing-iling lang siya sa sinabi ko saka binuksan ang bintana sa backseat kung saan kami kapwa nakaupo. Cross seems like the driver, but he doesn't mind. He doesn't have a choice but to not mind.
"No, my dear. That place is not just any other place. It's the heart of their family. Hindi rin tayo nandito para pumasok diyan," my mom explained with a smile.
Nangunot tuloy ang noo ko. Kung hindi kami nandito para pumasok, eh, 'di saan kami patungo?
"We're already running late, sweet." Cross butted in.
He stopped the car by another gate that was much smaller and opened the window. I saw a man in a black suit approach our car, from which Cross handed out an invitation. Ch-in-eck iyon ng lalaki bago niya kami tinanguan.
The steel gate that was so contrasting to the artistry of the gate from the other side of the chateau opened with a loud, creaking sound. Pinaandar ulit ni Cross ang sasakyan at tuluyan na kaming pumasok. My eyes couldn't help but wander around this seemingly different dimension compared to the chateau I saw from in front earlier.
This seemed to be a mini-forest where the rich would hunt. I can't see anyone from a distance, and it was a bit of time before I finally saw a circular platform with an enormous water fountain of historic ambiance in the middle.
Nag-expect pa naman ako na may mga sasakyang nakaparada sa paligid, pero hanggang ngayon ay wala pa rin akong nakikitang gan'yan. This place is just so eerily quiet.
Inihinto ni Cross ang sasakyan ilang metro ang distansiya mula sa fountain at kinuha ang kan'yang cellphone. I saw him press on the screen a few times before I was alarmed by the rumble of the ground. I almost thought it was an earthquake at such a time until I saw that it was actually the platform where our car was on that was... shrinking.
Cool... This platform actually serves as an entrance or a lift, perhaps for vehicles, because the real place is underground. Hindi naman nagtagal ang pagbaba namin dahil nang masilayan ko ang facility sa ilalim ay hindi ko mapigilan ang sariling mamangha.
BINABASA MO ANG
Underground Society 1: Behind The Mask ✔
Ficción General"There is truth behind the mask. His mask." Dulce Saleen entered Underground Society at her father's will. She was trained to carry a gun and throw kicks and punches for years and is expected to do the same under the mythical organization that aims...
