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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 · Khoa huyễn
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What happened to Paul Kelis?

Primo knocked on the printing press door during the odd hours of the night when everyone inside was busy. The door had a small opening where the security guard inside could look at the visitor outside.

"Who is this?" The guard asked.

Primo talked at the small opening on the door. 

"Primo Lanz. I wrote one of the articles. I have a question for Mr. Sam Beasley."

"Mr. Lanz, If your question requires the opinion of the editor, please come back at 9 in the morning."

"But I need an answer now."

"Is this an urgent matter?"

"Yes. It's bugging me. Look, I would not come here if it is not important."

"I would ask Mr. Beasley if he wants to talk to you."

"Okay. That's fair. But could you tell him it's about my article? Just a tiny moment. Could you relay that to him?"

"I will." The tiny opening closed.

Cecilia was looking at him as she waited inside the car.

"Hey, let me try if no one's coming for you."