"It.. it was murder– a.. a murderer of humanity!", stated jones with deep remorse.
"Can you pin point out any specifics of the murder!?", Says zack.
Jones crosses his arms, and thinks as hard as he could. Taking a few minutes to respond. "To be honest, I.. I still have a vage mem.. memory of it".
"Hmm.. interesting, okay.. okay– what about this!", says zack as he pulls out a photo of man. Zack slides the photo on the table and says, "have you seen this guy anywhere in that building!"
Jones looks at the photo, his face gone from normal to deranged. He focuses on the photo, looking like he's knows this person. Then there he sees a glimpse of a man exactly like this, his final words, his face, his slowly dying eyes!
Jones goes in an emotional state, his eyes looking downwards in depression and sadness. "It.. it should've been me.. it should've been me!"
Zack puts his hand on his shoulder, "Tell me what exactly happened to Sir.Robert, and who is he to you?"
Jones takes a heavy breath, "I.. I.. I was trapped in that.. that.. thin.. thing!!! He.. he saved me!"
"He saved you, then where is he?", zack pressing an excellent question that crosses in his mind.
"He's... he's dead!", says jones.
The whole team stunned..
"Sir. Robert is dead!!?", zack in disbelief.
"Howw!!?— you mean to say is Sir.Robert died while trying to save you!"
Jones nods his head rather slowly in a just but down manner.
Zacks quiets down, becoming completely speechless from the shock delivered by Jones.
Gulp..
Meanwhile, watching from the glass wall, the interrogation.
"Sir! We have news on the investigation!!?", says one of the men who came thrashing the door with full force, with a worried face.
"Not now! Agent! We are in the middle of an investigation!", says the man in the middle, rather a old man observing the investigation. giving off a sense of superiority to that man.
"But, but.. Sir!!", the agent inclined forward to show the one in charge something never recorded, "Look at this!!"
"What is it!", he questions.
The video tape shows a disturbing video of men equipped in suits, and heavy weaponry going through the building. The video is quite burry, and showing glitches in between some parts!
"These are the men we sent on the location!", said the agent.
As the video progresses, glitches occur more and more, hinting, the deeper they went the more glitches and video was becoming corrupted!
"What's—what's !?",said the director.
"Wait till the end sir!", said the agent.
The video goes on, the men are travelling weird paths, strange rooms, And nothing but fog, it's creepy and dark, and the crews power is malfunctioning!
Heavy breathing... turns around, "Look out strange things!", says the leader.
"Yes sir!", said all of the men.
"Keep moving!!", said the leader with ambition!
"Sir yes sir!!", said the teams.
All of them walked on fog, on and on, until one time, they encountered multiple paths. In confusion the leader takes a risk, and spilts the teams to A,B,and C. The task stayed the same as always, report if suspicious activity, if you encounter anything, call! And lastly investigate about the other members and people who have been reported to have went missing, and with special help, retrieve them and protect. The teams are given extra cameras, so that they can be observed from headquarters.
"Okay, I have arranged all of yall in three teams!", said the leader.
"Your mission protect and research got it! Do i make myself clear!"
The teams replied; "Sir yes sir!!"
"Lets get goin' all of yall!", said the leader while leading team A.
Bzzz..bzzz...
Bbzzz..zzzz...bzzz..
Bzzz...
The screen recording glitches, it's distorting more and more!
Bzzz.. bzz..
Director asks; "What exactly is going on!?"
The agent worriedly says mumbling some words; "Sir.. si– sir .. gulps.. look at this".
The agent skips to the end of the recording, the video is glitching alot, it's color seems like it's completely lost..
Bzz.. bzzz...zbbbzz..
Heavy breathing...
"I dont know", gulps... "if.. if.. anyo– anyone's there anymore!", says the leader breathing rather heavily, completely scared out!
"I do– don't think– that I have the time now".
"I‐I... I repeat all of the teams have been wiped out!"
Bzzz.. bzzz... bzzz
"Ahhhh.... F#%#&KK!", bangs camera aggressivly.
"Pls.. please.. PLEASE!! Pp.. p–pick Up— pleaseee!"
Camera glitches once more and cuts through the recording. The man is no longer there. No trace of him could be seen.
Looking at the footage, a heavy silence makes itself to the room. Everyone is quite confused and at the same time horrified with what went on the recordings.
"This recording left the whole team questioning with what's truly out there", said the agent.
With a sigh, the director looks at the glass.
"Whatever is in there, he knows!", highlights the director.
In the white plain room, zack was already trying to digest the news from jones.
Zack ask again, as if he wasn't sure with what he had heard; "Are– Are you sure... it was him!?"
Jones nods again; "yes... it was him!"
With deep remorse zack asks, "Can.. can– you tell me... what exactly went on there!?"
"Can you?"
Jones puts his head down, "I.. I don't don't know.. it– it was like... like– like... like a.. a dream!"
Jones struggles to put up a hefty explanation of the incident. But at the end he's able to put up one word out that left the already shook crew more hopeless and traumatised.
It.. it.. it was.. was– something– they.. the– they were z.. zzzom.. zombies!"
Zack becomes completely speechless, glups— walks out of the room.
Agent runs up to zack!
"Hey! Zack director is calling ya!", says the agent.
"Can't you see am interrogating!?", zack simply answers.
"Yeah, I know but it's directors orders. He thinks it's a loose case here", says agent.
"What do you mean by loose case!?", zack questions.
The thing is... we don't want this information... as in not outside, the president wants this to remain in the hands of fbi!", replies the agent.
"I know that but why closing this case!? We could get meaningful information here!!", zack compelled.
"Look, zack it's best not to mess with the higher ups! All we know is that kid, he can not have his memories back or else things would go south if he decided to put this news mainstream!".
"And one more thing, don't let him out of your sight!!", says agent.
"Bullshit!!", says zack.
"I'll go talk to the director myself!", says zack hanging his coat to meet with the director.
The orders were clear, let the kid go and keep a closer longing eye on him just incase he does get his memories.
Zack tries to not give in to the pressure, not obliged to his duties.
"Director! Look, can't you see? If we dont reveal this classified information, people's lives will be at risk!!"
"Howw!! Just howw!! Can you keep this information secret from everyone!!", zack compells to the directors face without any anxiousness.
"Orders are orders zack!", says the director strictly.
"If you want be an anomaly to the system then do it, and face the consequences".
"You know the consequences very well for disobeying the system, do you?", warns the director.
"Now go let the kid go, and keep a keen eye on him!", commands the director.
Even tho zack discouraged these methods. He eventually had to give in to the pressure that was enforced onto him by the law. Zack uncuffs the kid takes him in the car driving him safely to his home.
During the destination jones asks, "where are we going?". Zacks replies, "your parents ofcourse".
Jones gets upset upon hearing this, he says, "No.. i don't wanna go there!".
Zack gives a slight glare to ask why he didn't want to go to his parents house hence where he lived.
"They... they pressure me!", jones replies.
Zack gives a slight smile and says that he and him have something in common. Just hating the orders.
Sigh– "well kid orders are orders you know!", says zack stopping his car at the corner of jones neighbourhood.
Jones walks out of the car, shuts the door. He leisurely walks up the pathways leading to his parents house, stands at the doorstep and rings the bell.
Ting.. tongggg!
The bell rung loudly. A few seconds later a crumbling voice came from inside, "who- who is it?".
"It's.. it's me—your son jones!".