beginning of a mystery
It all starts with a…..
Bang
A hunter lowers his rifle as the smoke rises to the sky, beneath him lies a dead doe. Sickly mutated with 2 4 pairs of eyes and pulsating flesh. The hunter sneers in disgust as he kicks it* “what was it?” the other hunter goes. Who just got back from campsite. The hunter tilts his head to RESPONDE to him* “nothin, just won of em wretched aliens.” The other hunter approaches it and bends down to take a closer look. “Thats a strange lookin thing….must be from them chemical spills that’s been goin around.. we might just have to go to the police about this
The shot goes back to the dead doe before panning to a camera with the photo of it, Adele face is seen in the reflection of his camera. As he lays in his bed staring at the photo. Right next to him was his roommate, ganke, who he had recently been his roommate for about a week or so, and they have gotten along pretty well. “Can’t you believe all this crazy stuff about the animals?” Adel says as he scrolls through the photos of numerous mutated animals. “What about them?” ganke says as he games away on his Xbox. Adel rolls himself out of his bed and to his pin board, filled with newspapers about the chemicals spills and mutated animals, and also missing posters of his long lost friend Gwen. And a girl named Sarah. He had spend months looking for clues on where she went to no avail. He stares at the photo for a moment frowning slightly as he sighs. “Where are you?” He mutters to himself, ganke stops typing for a moment and stares at the missing poster, a flicker of memory flashes through his eyes “Gwen Stacy.” he says in nostalgia “she always got herself in many predicaments, she was a nice girl, hot to” he says as he smiles fondly, adel roles his eyes and nudges him before smiling slightly “she was everything. She was nice,funny,and always had something to say.” He stares at the poster for a long while before shaking his head “anyways, I’m going to head to the daily bugle. Jamison is going to be pissed if am late again.” He says as he grabs his coat and quickly heads out the door, ganke shakes his head as he chuckles. As adel strides with purpose he can’t help but wonder how is he ever going to live in a town like this, with the mutated animals, chemical spills, sickness, t makes him sick thinking about all the poor sick people on the streets and hospitals. The air lingered with a smell of smoke and a slight smell of bleach. Most of the builds where runned downed or small businesses doing there daily routines. Before he reaches his destination. The daily bugle. The large sign flickering with lights above the door, before entering the door as a bell rings. The place was cluttered with many people, arguing about the latest news and rumors, debating on headlines or choosing photos for the newspapers, he goes to a desk where a lady by the name of Caroline, a middle age woman with messy blonde hair tied in a bun, a red bandana wrapped around her head, and smudge blue eye shadow and cherry lipstick. She was leaning against the desk with her elbow, as he had a cigarette in the mouth, noticing adel she exhaled from her cigarette before smothering it in an ashtray. “How are you doing adel?” She says in a raspy deep tone, her voice hanging with a southern accent. “Nothing much really…just here to drop off photos for Jamison.” He says as he sways, shifting his weight to the toes and heels of his feet back and forth. She lets out a chuckle as she shakes her head, as she leans in “I gatta say. No kid like you should be in a place like this. But am honestly impressed of how well you do here. Atleast he isn’t as rough with you like he is with others.” Adel smiles slightly as he chuckles as he scratches at the back of his neck “well this is sort of the only place who works with people like me..and at least I don’t have Jamison barking orders at me..” abruptly a door opens to revealing Jamison stepping through as he comes out of the office “speaking of the devil…” Caroline says, adel quickly approaches him as he walks beside him “Mr Jamison? I’d like to share you the photos I took about the recent casualties about the animals. And am wondering if you’d like to add them to the papers” He says with a slight urgent tone. “Not now.” Jamison says in a slight gruff tone, he says in the middle of barking orders at people. “You can leave them on my desk for now, I’ll look at them later.” He says before marching off to the meeting room before slamming the door behind him, with the muffled sounds of his yelling echoing behind the door. Adel sighs before walking to Jamison’s office, placing the photos down on his desk, he takes a place at the photo frame standing on his desk, it was off his daughter,Sarah, and him fishing. Jamison looked so happy there, he thinks he’s not the grumpy old man I know, did the same thing happened to her like with Gwen? The thought makes his spine shiver, but he quickly brushed it off before leaving the office, he goes out the building as he walks down the street, as he turns a corner, he sees a sick family in the alleyway, pale and skinny and wrapped in thin blankets, he frowns slightly before continuing to walk. As he walks he turns to Mrs Morales’s house. Miles use to live there. He thinks, he always thought of him fondly. He remembered when they were kids when he use to chase him around the neighborhood. I couldn’t find you too. His breath hitches at the thought before he quickly walks away, not wanting to stay around the house too long, he didn’t want to be a creep. But standing near the house brought a sense of grief. He continues to walk till he reaches his house. It was a relatively small house, with a small garden in the front with gates around it, a front porch with a rocking chair. And windows with white gates in-front. As he enters his home he can smell the scent of beans and rice cooking. And the sound of clattering dishes. His mom was cooking dinner. He slows enters the kitchen peaking out from the corner “how was the photography?” She says as she cooks “it went well” he says as he sits down at the dining table. “How’s the new job? Did you manage to get the job at the diner?” he says as he looks up “I did manage too” she says as she looks back at him smiling. “You know. Your friend Hobie came by today, he was dropping off something.” he tilts his head “what did he drop off?” She walks over to him dropping off the plate of beans,rice, and Pozole “I don’t know, he just came here and dropped off a small box.” she says before playing down the box, the box was wrapped in newspaper and whatever other paper found, with written words “It’s time.” As he slowly opens the box to reveal a map of the alchemex facility, camera batteries, a pair of googles. And within that moment, he realized on what he’s meaning.