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Chapter 9
Anderson felt he sat in the same position for hours at most. He knew it couldn’t have reached a day, considering no one had walked in to bring him any food or water. Well, either that or they deliberately refused to feed him.
“Have you finally calmed down, Mr. Anderson?” The woman spoke to Anderson with her British accent. The superiority in her tone was as evident as the frown on her face as she looked down at Anderson on the bed. Anderson slowly who looked up at her before slowly nodding at her. The frown disappeared from her face, replaced with a pleased smile. “Good. And can I trust you to not make any more trouble, Mr. Anderson?” She asked once more, waiting for her answer.
‘What trouble?’ Anderson questioned in his head. He was feeling aggrieved, but did not dare show it, let alone speak it. He nodded once more at the woman, who nodded to herself, pleased. She looked behind her and signaled. Right then, one of the men tha
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‘Soft hands’ Anderson looked down at the hand that had grabbed his wrist. Even he did not know why he felt that. He traced the hand along to the person it was connected to. Anderson was finally calm enough to have a proper look at the person that was dragging him. The dark head was a petite looking young woman who he believed might not have passed the thirty-age mark. She had a round and pretty face with slight bags under her eyes. The only way he found that out despite her dragging him, was because she occasionally glanced back in worry at him.After who knew how long, they arrived at what looked like a laundry. It was a room filled with about seven machines on each side of the room with four tables in the middle. There was a bald man folding a few sheets at one of the tables. The moment Anderson was dragged into the room, he saw the young lady with the dark hair nod to the bald man. Anderson saw him nod back before walking to the door. The bald man looked out di
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The woman nodded pleased to herself. She slowly walked to her seat and sat down in front of Anderson and Anita. She smiled slightly at them and started to flip through the pages in the file in her hands. The room was silent except for the page flipping sounds that were echoing throughout the empty room. Anderson used the opportunity to properly observe the woman. She had on a blue blouse and a black knee length skirt. Over her attire was her white coat that had the edges touching the ground and a few pens at her left pocket. After having a good look at her, he finally saw something he had missed earlier. A name tag. ‘Xavier?’ That was what the tag read.“Okay.” Xavier closed her file and smiled at the two in front of her. That was, until she turned to look at Anderson. Her smile turned into a frow when she looked at Anderson. “We were making so much progress, Mr. Anderson. Your little theatrics cost us so much of your progress.” Xavier shoo
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“I…killed her?” He whispered to himself and stared wide eyed at his hands. Anita who was by the side was gritting her teeth. She looked like she was in pain, although she looked like she was trying to not make it show, quite terribly at that. Xavier who stood by in front of Anderson, waved her hand towards the back. The two large men behind her had been inching closer ever since Anderson lost his cool. Xavier seeing Anderson make no more moved waved them off. They walked back to the door and stood on guard, hoping, praying that Anderson would make a stupid move.Anderson had been quietly staring at his hands, as if he was still having trouble believing what they had said he had done. Xavier walked closer to him, cautiously, and placed her hand on his shoulder. “That is why we are here, Anderson. To be honest, I took your case because I too have lost someone. I too, know how it feels to lose someone you care so deeply a…” Xavier spoke like
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“Sure, why not. Just give me a minute.” Anita nodded her head and walked out of the room. Anderson pretending to arrange the folded clothes he wore the previous day, but picked up a shiv. Kind courtesy, his toothbrush. He had sharpened his toothbrush against the wall during his back. He realized he was more vulnerable than he realized. It seemed like the longer he stayed, the spookier the place seemed to him.During his bath he realized, once again that he saw no one. It may have been because he may have woken up late, but it was still weird to him. From the moment he walked out his door to the bathroom and back, he did not see a single person. In fact, during his entire conscious time in the facility, he had only seen a handful of people. For a facility that was designed to help people, that, no matter how anyone looked at it, was scary.Anderson put his shiv inside his sweat pockets and walked out the room where Anita was leaning against the wall waiting
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Anderson felt he needed to walk over there and tell give the Daniel fellow a piece of his mind. Or at least, a piece of his shiv. However, there was something much more important to do. He turned to the other fellow that pinned him against the wall remaining by his side. Currently, he was staring at Anderson in amusement, like how a person would watch baboons going at it in a zoo, tilting his head left and right as if to get a better look at Anderson.“What?” Unable to take it any longer, Anderson questioned with a frown on his face. The way he was staring at him was making him not only feel annoyed for some reason, it was just uncomfortable. The scruffy set of short brown hair and beard, his gold tooth in the canine, and more importantly the look in his eyes. He had a devious looking set of eyes. Like someone who couldn’t wait to turn on you and strike. Like a viper.“You don’t remember me?” The question was starting to annoy
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Anderson turned to look at Felix, the old man with a sneer. He had remained silent the entire time without intervening. That meant if the Sett fellow had attacked earlier, he probably would have sat there silently without doing anything to stop him.“Please calm down. You have to understand, there were so many of us who were brought here on the guise of help. So many who of us who became friends, but are now gone. Sent away never to return, or turned against each other and killed each other. Now, you have become the latest victim. Memory loss. You have to know; you were only gone one day and returned the way you are now.” Felix spoke with a heavy accent. His speech was slow and steady, as if he was struggling to bring out the words.The old man Felix that had remained silent spoke so much. Anderson could see the tiredness in his eyes. He could tell how much the weird situation had affected him. It was unfortunate Anderson did not know how they ‘ticked
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“Just walking around. Why, is there any place to go to?” He looked back at her with unwavering eyes. No matter what he was going to deny, deny and deny some more. What was she expecting him to say? ‘I went to a secret meeting to take you down’? Of course not. “Plus, this place is huge, but where is everyone?” Right then, he saw Xavier frown. ‘Shit’. He thought to himself. ‘Did I overstep?’.The room went quiet. Xavier continued to stare at Anderson with her small frown, while Anita continued to sit there with the rebellious ‘I don’t give a fuck about anyone or anything’ look. “You are right. We should be expecting a new shipment of patients soon.” Xavier tapped her forehead lightly with a chuckle and continued, “Silly me, ‘Shipments’ I said. A new batch of patients, is what I meant. And it is all thanks to you, Mr. Anderson.” She finished her statement with her tr
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She did not have time to scream as she tried her best to redirect the weapon. She forcibly lifted her pierced hand, which in turn forced the weapon to enter into the side of her face. Anderson and Xavier both fell to the ground with Anderson on top of Xavier. Seeing his attack fail, Anderson did not have time to think about anything else. He quickly pulled out the shiv in one hard yank, tearing a large chunk of Xavier’s face off. He brought down the shiv once more towards her throat but felt a hard grip on his wrist.No matter how hard Anderson tried to bring his wrist down it would not move. He felt a hard pull off Xavier. He did not have to look back to know what had happened. He had missed his opportunity. Anderson tried hard to struggle but all he got was punch to him mid-section. Anderson buckled to the floor as feet and fists rained down on him. Although he was in pain, as the two large men rained down heavy punches on him with an expression of panic instead of th
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