Chapter 17

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"Okay, fine, I have no idea what's going on, is that what you want me to say?" asked Murphy. "I didn't want you to say that, I just... you know what, forget, do your thing, and I'll do mine, both of us win right?" asked Sharon. "Urgh... okay, fine, you could have just went to the boy yourself, why'd you come all over here? to criticize me?" asked Murphy. "I thought, after all these years, some sense would have finally got into you, I was wrong, you're still the stubborn bastard who won't listen." said Sharon to which Murphy smirks. "Ha, you're saying that?" asked Murphy. "I am, goodbye Murphy, good luck with your theory or investigation or whatever it is." said Sharon as she begins to leave. "Okay, fine, go, I can handle the case myself, who needs her anyway." said Murphy as he kicks on the wall. Meanwhile, Mark rushes back towards the hospital to the floor Tim was admitted to, but becomes surprised to see him, still bandaged heavily but walking again with the help of a nurse. "is that.. Tim!" yelled Mark as he approaches Tim. "Hey man, how'd you doing?" asked Tim. "You're, you're.. walking again, how?" asked Mark. "Guess I recovered?" said Tim. "Within a day? that's weird." said Mark. "Well.. we've seen some weird s**t, didn't we?" asked Tim. "Yeah, I've wanted to discuss about that." said Mark looking onto the nurse. "You can go, it's fine." said Tim. "If I let go, you'll fall." said the nurse. "He won't, I've got him." said Mark as he assists to help as the nurse lets go. "Okay, careful, stay in this floor, report back by six." said the nurse. "That's two hours." said Mark. "Well, you better hurry up, don't you?" asked nurse as he leaves. "So, what seems to be the case?" asked Tim. "You're.. heavy, wait, did a accident made you muscular?" asked Mark who noticed his muscular features. "No, what are you talking about, I'm not muscular." said Tim. "Well.. once we get that bandages off, we'll know, huh?" asked Mark. "Yeah, I guess we will." said Tim. "Okay come on, it's best if we discuss somewhere private." said Mark as he assists Tim get into the cafeteria and start walking towards the furthest table at the end and as he reaches, Mark helps him sit down. "Thank you." said Tim to which Mark doesn't respond and instead pulls out a phone and begins playing a video. "Dude, what.. what are you?" asked Tim to which Mark plays the exact video he saw earlier of Khayun. "No! it cannot be, how.. how?" asked Khayun within Tim. "How what?" asked Tim. "What?" asked Mark. "What I mean is, how did you get this video? and is that, Pedro Wilkinson?" asked Tim. "That's who the kid is huh? thought he looked familiar, anyway, did you see what it did to them?" asked Mark. "Nonsense, I didn't do anything, I saved that girl from them!" yelled Khayun. "I heard that." said Tim. "You heard what?" asked Mark. "I mean, I saw it, yes, I saw." said Tim. "You saw where?" asked Mark. "Here, with you, (Khayun attempts to engage Mark which Tim stops as he slams his hand on the chair) Jesus mike, what do you want from me? clarification, you sound.. like a police officer, yes, like them." said Tim. "Tim, okay, I'm sorry maybe, I mean come on, this video, doesn't it look a little familiar to you? of something we faced earlier?" asked Mark. "Something you faced? what is he saying?" asked Khayun. "You mean about that Dojo incident, didn't you tell me to forget about it?" asked Tim. "Thank god, you didn't lose your memory, yes, the evil goko." said Mark silently. "Why is he whispering?" asked Khayun. "Why are you whispering?" asked Tim. "I'm not whispering, I'm talking silently, didn't you hear what that Chinese kid said, we would cut our own throats if we speak to someone else about it." said Mark. "Cut your own throat? Tim, what is he talking about?" asked Khayun. "I'll talk about it, a bit later, okay?" asked Tim. "Dude, what?" asked Mark. "I mean, we could talk to that Chinese, student about it later then, cuz he already knows and.." said Tim. "Perhaps it is best if I keep silent for now, go on with your friend." said Khayun. "Oh, yeah, yeah, we could, but.. you're not freaked out about this?" asked Mark. "Freaked out? yeah, I've been.. doing that alot." said Tim. "What?" asked Mark. "It's the accident men, it's messing up with my head." said Tim. "Oh, okay, I understand but.." said Mark before forcing himself to shut when Selina, who approached them from behind, suddenly hugs Tim. "Hey, whose that?" asked Tim. "Selina, I'm just glad you're safe." said Selina. "Who is she?" asked Mark. "Who are you?" asked Selina. "Mark this is Selina, Selina this is Mark, take a seat." said Tim to which she joins the table. "Hi." said Selina. "Hey, so, you're his girlfriend?" asked Mark. "Nope." said Tim. "Gosh, no, what(laughs) what are you thinking? no, I would, never.. no." said Selina while being exaggerated. "Relax, I just said, so friend, good." said Mark. "Yeah.. of course, so Tim, how are you feeling and umm.. do you mind if I take a selfie with you?" asked Selina as she takes out her phone. "No, I would definitely mind." said Tim. "Not, Tim's kidding as no limits." replied Mark. "You're right about that one." said Selina as she aims for the correct pose while attempting to take a selfie. "Dude.. Selina, maybe we should take a group pic?" asked Tim. "No." replied Mark. "I think not..." said Selina before getting interrupted by Tim. "Black lives matter." replied Tim. "Definitely, let's take a group pic, come on Mark." said Selina to which Tim smiles at Mark while she attempts to take a group photo with the three of them while Mark repeatedly insisting not to, until she eventually takes one. "Okay, yeah, I'll make some edits, just a bit tuning." said Selina as she continues editing. "So, what's going? where are your friends?" asked Tim bringing up a normal conversation with Selina which makes Mark pissed about his recent behaviour as he gets up. "Woah, Mark, you're leaving?" asked Tim. "No, I was heading to the rest.. well.. yeah, I'm leaving, bye Tim, Selina." said Mark as he begins to leave. "Bye Mark, nice meeting you." said Selina tending to her phone. "Bye Mark, and ummm... let's talk about that stuff later, if you want?" asked Tim. "Yeah, sure.. I will, call me." said Mark handing over his visiting card which Tim receives as to which Mark bids farewell and leaves. "Urgh... moving on to real trouble." said Tim silently. "So, I was thinking like this edit, to make the interior a bit more light, what do you think?" asked Selina showing her edit before posting. "That's, that's racist." said Tim. "What?" asked Selina. "You've made Mark white, how did you even do that?" asked Tim. "It's auto tuning, sorry, okay now?" asked Selina. "I.. I don't know.." said Tim. "And posted, so, Tim, how are you feeling?" asked Selina. "Pretty solid, I think I have abs." said Tim feeling his body as he touches towards his wounded place which is fully healed. "An accident gave you abs?" asked Selina. "Uhm... the surgery maybe, they gave me a lot of medicines to boost my recovery." said Tim. "Really? how much did it cost then?" asked Selina. "Insurance covered it, so.. uhmm, how's school?" asked Tim. "Not much.. boring as always, Ivan and his friends ought to kill you, and yes, important thing, Irene, turned her back on me, just like that, I called Afreen, and she's not answering." said Selina. "Wait, did you say Ivan's ought to kill me?" asked Tim. "Yeah, that thing, anyway, so after that conversation, Irene was.." said Selina before getting interrupted by Tim. "What conversation? Selina, why are Ivan and his friends ought to kill me?" asked Tim. "Oh.. yeah, it's about the hack you made, you shouldn't have done it by the way." said Selina. "What hack?" asked Tim. "Wait, you didn't do it?" asked Selina. "Do what?" asked Tim. "Altered his application for scholarships?" asked Selina. "No! wait he had scholarship?" asked Tim. "Yeah, and... are you sure you didn't do it?" asked Selina. "Positive, it does sound kind of cool to do something to him like that, but.. no, I didn't do it." said Tim. "Oh s**t, you didn't do it, you didn't do it." said Selina as she gets up from the table. "Wait, Selina, where are you going? what did you say Ivan?" asked Tim. "Sorry Tim, I'm gonna fix this, just.. stay here, and keep yourself out of Ivan's sight." said Selina as she leaves from the cafeteria in a rush. "Awh.. s**t, as if problems aren't enough." said Tim. "You talk to me about being honest, yet you haven't shared a thing to me about Ivan, the dojo!" yelled Khayun from within to which Tim gets spooked. "Holy.. s**t, you're here.. you're always here, I keep forgetting." said Tim to which his own hand starts strangling his neck which he tries to stop. "What.. are.. you.. doing.. there's people in here." said Tim gasping to which Khayun releases. "Explain yourself to me Tim, if you wish to be alive." said Khayun. Meanwhile in the dojo, as Sensei is fighting over a group of students in broad daylight itself. The people in the dojo are both horrified and shocked to see Sensei fighting off his own students mercilessly. Follome, now in the form of a regular woman, walks into the dojo. She patiently waits and looks upon while Sensei beats out the opponent he grabbed senselessly. Just as another student leaps onto him, he grabs him from back and slams him down with a slam, splashing him into brittle pieces of flesh.
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