Fake

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Arc: When People Fall, the Demon Rises [Continued]

April 5- Day 5D

    "It's..... fake?" I slowly say, looking over at the body that laid.

    "Ken, you're seriously not gonna believe him, right?" Stylus tells me in a harsh tone. "If it was fake, we would have noticed it by now."

    "Well, if you were to cut open the body-"

    "There's no way we would ever do that." Stylus cuts the figure off.

    "Wait. How could you tell?" I turn over to the figure, trying to understand what it was thinking. Then, I look back at the body. "Are you saying that the person responsible for this failed to closely simulate the way an actual body would be like?"

    The figure smiles in response. It moves up closer to the body, and carefully looks at it, as if he was examining the body. "Yes. Whoever that was responsible for this body replication is knowledgeable in body systems, especially in the circulatory system. This body simulates an actual body close enough for a regular person to not notice. But if you closely look at it, you may be able to tell that something is off."

    There is a couple seconds of silence. I then say, "Then Blair should be well aware that this body is fake..?"

    There is silence once again until the figure chuckles. "Perhaps."

    I look up at Stylus who seems to be quite in shock. "Blair should be back within 30 minutes you said?"

    He quickly looks up at me. "Somewhere around then," he says, practically whispering. I begin to walk towards the door until he stops me. "Ken, where are you going?"

    I sigh. "I've been wanting to go to his office for a while now." I quickly turn around to face the figure. "I'll be back. Tell me once she gets back around here."

    "Very well, sir," the figure replies before he disappears into nothing.

    "Stylus, imma meet you out in front of the stairway, okay?" He slowly nods his head before I disappear as well.

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    The both of us are standing awkwardly in the elevator. I didn't bother to say anything to rid of the silence. After all, I understand why he would be in shock.

    "Why do we need to go to his office? We've already done an extensive investigation check," Stylus suddenly says.

    I look up to see what floor we were on. The 40th. At least we were almost there. Going from the basement to the 50th floor is...., well you know. And somehow, we managed to not meet anyone along the way.

    "There's something there I need to check," I say, answering Stylus.

    "Do you think he really could have faked his death?"

    "I-." I pause, thinking before I speak. "Either that, or..., I don't know..." I lean my head against the side of the elevator with my hands in my pockets. "But I'm quite positive he knew something about his 'death' beforehand."

    Stylus quickly looks over to me, and as he does, the elevator finally opens. I walk out with Stylus following right behind me.

    "Wait, what do you mean by th-"

    "Omg, Ken? Is that you?" someone suddenly says. Wow, it hasn't even been 5 seconds. The person quickly runs up to me. It was Cherry, a friend and co-worker. At least when I worked here. Suddenly, she hugs me. "Did you come to visit us?"

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