Reincarnated As A Tech Geek: All Started With A Hole

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It leads us to an underground laboratory. While trying their best to contain their laughter, they helped me stand. I was about to hit them when they hurriedly walk forward like nothing happened. They even whistle. These jerks!

Thie laboratory is filled with lots of things. Like computers and other machines and tools on the left side, while on the right side, there are bottles and colored liquids or chemicals, I guess. On the center, there is a big screen, maybe as huge as those in the cinemas.

" What are we doing here? Are you guys some kind of mad scientists, or what? "

" Not us," Acting president said then turned his gaze to me. "..you are." Me?

I wasn't been able to speak any more when he pulled me to sit in the swivel chair. It's color's as white as snow and as comfortably soft as feathers. I wonder how much this cost. While Tristan² is facing a computer and seriously clicking.

I flinched when he part my hair and gently caressed my neck. I gulp.

" What are you doing? " I asked him in threatening tone, but he didn't even stop.

" I said— " I didn't finish my sentence when he caught my hand that's supposed to shove his hands.

" Don't. Move. " He said in a serious tone. I was left with no choice but to stay. I growled out of frustration. Why do I have to follow his orders? Why do I even have to stay in the first place?!

" Look at this. " I was about to stand when make me sit still and Tristan² looked at my neck as well. I heard their sighs and that's when I immediately stand and turned my back in the mirror to see for myself.

I kept on trying until I saw something that made me froze. There's a blue glowing thing on my neck. Whether inside or outside, I can't pinpoint which. I tried pulling it so many times, but I just can't take it off. I fell from my knees and started crying.

"What's this on my neck? What is this? " They both remain silent and we're just looking at me with a blank expression. " I'M ASKING YOU, WHAT IS THIS?! "

They both sigh.

" That's an identification id. " Tristan² answered.

"Id? On my nape? What are these? Illuminati? "

I exclaimed when they both flipped their fingers on my forehead. " We're Christians." They both said. Oh?

" Really? Glad to hear that. But why on the neck? And why is it just me? The doctor, nurse and the maids don't have one. "

" It's not just you. It's three of us. " Tristan².

"Just the three of us? " They nodded. "Why? "

" It runs in your family. " Acting president said.

In my family? We can't even afford to buy a replacement for our broken hearts—joke!

Ah! Maybe this characters family. Maybe. Wait—

" Do you mean we're siblings?!" I cried even louder. What's much worse than being a character in a story with siblings like them?

I wanna go home!

I literally stopped crying when my nape stings with two strikes. " Ouch... "

" Stop daydreaming. " Hendrickson said. Finally, I remembered his name.

" I'm not. You told me that it runs in the family, so I assume we're related. " I reasoned out.

" Were not. But you told us that it would be easier to track each other if we have these." Tristan² explained.

So that tells why? I sigh in relief. I'm glad that we're not siblings.

We stayed here for almost an hour. Tristan² and Hendrickson we're busy with computers while I'm collecting these marbles. There are a lot of them scattered on the floor.

But they're not just any type of marbles. They're beautiful ones. They're like any other marbles in size, but they're designs were not. Some got moons, stars, and galaxies inside. I took one of each design and hide it in my pocket. It's not like I'm stealing it, I just don't wanna lose it. I'm sure they won't mind if I take some, right? There's a lot of it here, anyway.

We stayed a little longer until they told me it's time for breakfast.

We're here now in their dining. It's a huge dining hall and this dining table is so long. Everything in here looks so elegant. The architectural design and sorts, will definitely leave you speechless.

" I thought, we're 3000 years ahead?" I asked out of nowhere.

It has this classical Spanish theme, which is odd. Hello? It's 3000 years after. Why would still there be any trace of classics after such a very long time? I'm starting to doubt. I'm starting to think that these are all just pranks.

But where in earth did they find this place? Those cyborg, the techs, and that I. B. thingy. Ivy sounds just like I. B., but much better. I'm gonna call it Ivy.

" What's wrong with you, Geek? The last time we've talked, you're talking about weird things about a girl who looks just like you." Hendrickson said that made me look at him.

What did he just say? The real character just talked about someone who looks just like her? I'm sure it wasn't me who talked to him the last time, I just got here. I look at myself through the plate. It's so clean that I can really see my face. And I look just the same.

If I just entered a story, I would've looked like the character, right? It can't be that we look the same as the main character, right?

Just what on earth is happening?

" I-i.. I don't know. I'm not... I'm not the same person you know. "

I think it's much better if they know the truth. I think it's gonna be a lot easier if for me if they know the truth.

He looked at me in the eyes, intently. I gulp when his stares are like going deeper.

" I don't have amnesia. It's true that I have tumor, but I remember everything, clearly. " I continued.

Now that they're both looking at me, I feel more uncomfortable. Their stares are so serious. I don't know if they believe me or not, but I gotta try. I need them to understand. I need to help them understand.

" I'm Applet Nike Countiss. I'm 18 years old. The last thing I remembered was, I'm falling. I don't know how long, but after minutes of it, I lost my breath. Then I woke up on a hospital bed. The doctor, Blaire, and Charles. They were watching me, I think they knew me, but I don't know them. "

They just kept on listening. I continued to tell them everything that had happened, in detail. Their expressions were unreadable. I can't tell if they believe me or not. But one things for sure,

" I'm telling the truth. I don't care if you believe me or not. But I'm telling you," I look at them with sincerity.

"I'm not the person you know. "