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Run on Shadow's Edge

Forensic Jorge Velez is on the heels of a series of murders but the events unfolding may have already happened. His team found intertwined events, unusual evidences, strange disappearances, time lapses, and feeling of 'deja vu'. In order for them to truly find out what is happening they literally need to run towards the shadow's edge and fell 150 meters below. -------- Did he just walk inside a top secret military program? Where is Dr. Molina? What is his purpose in inviting him? The electric noise was literally raising all the hair on his arms. There were sudden huge sparks that could literally fry and it randomly  hit the floor and the tall ceiling above. What is this place? There is something massive going on and he needed to understand what this is all about. "Impressed?" A man behind him asked. It was Dr. Molina. He removed his goggles and grabbed Jorge's arms. "I could see you are in a confused state. Come inside the briefing room." Confused is an underestimation. Jorge was literally in a state of shock. Inside the briefing room, Jorge's hand was trembling as he drank a glass of water together with his medication. He needed something to calm himself down. The voices he heard in his radio, the message from Colonel Riva, and this massive thing in front of him is just too much to process in the blink of an eye. He needed to slow down. "What's going on?" Jorge's asked as Dr. Molina pore over the result of many of his experiments. "What you see is what you get Jorge. It's the real deal. A time machine." Jorge felt his breathing stopped. He heard it loud and clear. A T-I-M-E machine.

ags2020b · Romance
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154 Chs

The Selection Dilemma

Susana turned the table on Primo Lanz.

"How about you tell me your life story. I see the ring on your finger. How long have you been married?"

Primo was caught off guard. He drove past several towns, and the next was his birthplace. 

"I got married exactly a year ago in Derry."

Susana knew the town. "Isn't that the next town after Webbings?"

"Yes. That's correct. I believe we are currently in Webbings as we speak. My wife's name is Elisa. "

"Where is she?"

"At home, of course. But...she's a recluse."

"Why?"

"She got a miscarriage with our firstborn child, and after that, she suffered a terrible postpartum depression."

" I am sorry. Who is with her when you go to work?"

"She had her mother with her all the time. Save me also with buying some of the medicines which are kind of costly nowadays."

"Good thing. Hope she gets back on her feet."

"She will. She has a blithe spirit."