Fentanyl E001: The Mysterious Experiment (Book 1: Completed)

7: Shadows Of Greenhills Part II

Nisha's Point of View

We had been walking for about an hour, and though it frustrated me, I refrained from complaining. Shawn continued to walk with his hand in the pocket of his shorts, appearing entirely unfazed by the journey. We found ourselves in a dense forest, and despite feeling out of breath, I managed to silently keep up with him. Were we truly heading to Greenhills? The thought of it made me uneasy, like I was marching toward my own demise.

"Chill. We're almost there," he reassured me, and I had no choice but to stand still as he continued walking. I tried to observe my surroundings, but I couldn't spot any wild creatures nearby. I found myself fixated on minor details, but it was intriguing that there seemed to be an absence of wildlife in this forest. Usually, even in well-maintained forests, there are still some wild creatures roaming around. However, in this particular forest, it appeared as if no efforts were made to care for its ecosystem.

Finally, Shawn confirmed, "We're here."

When I looked ahead, I noticed a black gate blocking our way. This area appeared to be off-limits. "Here's where we'll take a shortcut. We have no choice but to be cautious to avoid getting caught. The road through the pool area is usually crowded, especially with swimmers. So, this is the way we'll have to handle it," Shawn explained. I was still examining the gate when the inscriptions caught my eye.

'DO NOT ENTER
BY: PRESIDENT'

"No one owns Greenhills or this place. My father was the only one who had ownership without the owner's consent. He's guarding it because he's responsible for the safety of the students. He didn't want anyone to find out about this place. Something happened two years ago. A battle took place, claiming the lives of many people. All the people who died were laid to rest right where you stand. They didn't get the justice they deserved, and fate took their lives due to injustice, causing anguish to their families and leading to their deaths in vain," he explained in detail. I didn't know what to say in response. Should I express my sympathies for those individuals? Mentally, I shook my head. Instead of sympathy, they needed justice.

"How will they get the justice they deserve while other atrocities are being committed every minute?" I asked, seeking a response from him. He looked at me, contemplating my question before providing an answer.

"We will pursue justice for them when the time comes. But first, we must face battles, and in the process, many lives will be sacrificed before we can achieve that goal," he replied firmly. His words furrowed my brow. Is he insane? He averted his gaze and returned his attention to the gate.

"That's enough. Stop putting other people's lives in jeopardy. Life isn't meant to be squandered; it's meant to be cherished," I muttered, irritated with him.

"But, Nisha, we're dealing with the truth. We live in this city, and if we have to put our lives on the line to bring about change, we will," he said, taking a step closer to the gate. "Get ready to go. This place is littered with skeletons. Are you sure you want to see this?" he asked, concerned about my decision. If he had only asked for my opinion, he wouldn't have brought me here. However, after taking a deep breath and swallowing hard, I nodded in response.

He slowly opened it until I heard the creaking sound of the door. The gate's echoing screech revealed its age. I moved closer to Shawn as the gate finally opened. Staying behind him, he took my right hand and pulled me inside.

"We're going somewhere," he muttered as he dragged me along, and I simply followed. And, damn it, he's right! Skeletons are scattered all around the place. The stench in the air made me cover my nose. It's overwhelming. I regretted allowing Shawn to bring me here. I wanted to return to my room immediately. Shawn came to a halt ahead, and I accidentally bumped into his back. He appeared preoccupied with something in front of us. A bone caught my eye. It was from another skeleton, but this one was isolated from the others strewn about the ground. The skeleton was in a single position.