As soon as I got outside, I walked towards the motorcycle and put the document inside the compartment. Then I headed to the old Metropolitan Theatre.
When I arrived, I saw some bystanders who are oblivious of what’s going on underneath the abandoned building. I took the document out of the compartment and walked towards the theatre.
Suddenly, a bystander blocked my way. “Gabi na bata, hindi laruan ‘tong pinuntahan mo..”
“I’m not here to play with you so please step aside.” Just wanted to rest.. I don’t want to kill one more idiot tonight.
“WOW. Spokening dollar. Hey, yow. Wassap?” He laughed together with the other bystanders at the table.
“Baka may pera yan, tignan mo nga.” The other one shouted. The bystander was now provoked and tried to reach my pocket but I grabbed his right hand before it slid inside, twist it, kicked the front of his calves to make him kneel, and then hit his mandible with my knee.
“Hindi pa patay yan, nawalan lang ng malay. Saka hindi akin yung motor. Kapag nawala yan, mawawala rin kayo sa mundo.” And so I continued walking.
I was about to enter the lobby when I felt an arm over my left shoulder. I hastily turned around; bend my right knee while my other leg swings to his feet, causing him to tripped over the cemented floor. I held his head with both of my hands and twist it. I heard a violent crack from the back of his neck.
I glared at the other bystanders, a deadly warning, which seems to be taken aback from what I did.
Another idiot has gone to this world..
I immediately searched for the stairs going down the basement. At the end of the dusty room, there’s an old ATM.. Dust.. Cobwebs..
Well, pretending to be an ATM. Each of us had identification codes (IC) to pass the underground base. Mine was 259-8194-666-9814. It was easy to memorize though. When I was a kid, every time we forgot our own code, they whipped us 40 times.
After I entered my IC When a door suddenly opens at my left side, I let myself in. It was like a normal office setting.. Cubicles and papers.. Corporate attires and photocopy machines..
At 11PM.
Anonymous faces kept staring at me..
Obviously, it’s the first time they saw me.
I went straight to the elevator and pressed level five and it went down.
