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"How are you feeling?"
I feel flustered. I don't know what to say. Should I just make a run for it?
I look him in the eyes.
"I'm great. Thanks for the ride last night."
I stood up and smiled. Obviously I was dizzy and my head was on the verge of exploding. Hmm, I guess those pills don't work on hangovers.
"Have some-"
"I need to get going. Bye."
I run past him after I grab my cap.
He probably turned back but I was too busy making my way down the stairs.
Soon I was out of there. I take a deep breath. I feel my jacket and my pants. Everything was still there. Thankfully.
I go on with walking after that. It was high noon. So much for being a drunk agent.
The sun was beating and my head was too. I was getting scorched in this weather.
As I thought more of what happened last night. It all made me slap myself, but at one point, I remember Ji wan putting me to bed.
Is he that strong? I know for one that I am one heavy girl. He probably couldn't have. But if he didn't, who did?
That made me ponder for a while. Then I was back on hiding and sneaking up to the high ranking police officers and some politicians.
They all just say that they aren't the head of this like yeah I know. Soon I was making it to all the news and I was in more danger. I just look at it as a challenge though.
Police are chasing me and the guards from the organization are starting to come at me. One by one.
The day ended with me being covered in blood. It rained that night. Just enough to cleanse me from all that red.
Yet as I look at my hands. I feel like they've done so much. They've ended too much lives already. But there has to be more.
This burden of mine, screams that I need to bathe in blood so that no more innocent children would suffer. But how about those now? Those that are innocent here too?
I look up to the skies as they poured. I had a little drama moment I admit.
"Why."
I walk on and dry myself somewhere.
I feel tired. I don't want to do this anymore. Too much has been lost. I should've just died or just followed the organization.
I brought this burden upon myself knowing that it will crush me. Slowly, I lose myself. No. I already did.
The child who once was innocent. That was me. This person now is Liua. An agent. A person who kills other people for her so called goal. If only there was a way to not shed more blood.
If only there is.
Everything has a risk. Everything you do will benefit you and at the same time eat you up.
I recall the times I saw myself in the media. The news.
They perfectly showcase everything. As if the government has no control over them.
I had an idea.
I need the media to hear me. To make myself clear to everyone. The government and the police are silent about me but the media is dying just for information on me.
I know it is going to be dangerous. But it is for the best. At least I think it is.
So I search up some media companies. I found this one show where the host tries to solve some cases or stuff like that. It was a late night show.
The host was talking about me and asking people if they had seen me.
So I dial their hotline on my burner phone and spoke.
They immediately put my voice on the show as soon as I told them that I was that agent.
"Tell us more about yourself please. Why are you doing this?"
"I, I am Agent 205. From the organization called CIC. I am an orphan. The organization forcibly took me and many other more kids. We were trained from a young age. They'd kill us if we messed up even just the slightest bit."
I pause for a while.
"So Agent 205, why are you killing all these people?"
The host inquires. She sounded pretty young.
"To save others."
"Why?"
"The organization is illegal yet the government funds it. That's why I escaped."
"Please tell us more."
"I can not. I need protection. They are after me to kill me too."
I disconnected.
After that I checked the show and its viewers rose up.
They also sent me a follow up text.
"Dear Agent 205. We would like to have an interview with you. We pledge to keep you safe."
I thought for a while before answering.
You see it's not me that needs the safety. It's them once they associated with me.
A day passed with me being silent and not doing anything.
I saw that the president released a statement.
"It is not true that the government is involved with this dear citizens. We will make sure that anyone involved will be punished."
Lies.
I call the show again. They say that they are unavailable and can't discuss about the matter any further.
From there I concluded that the government has issued something to keep them silent.
I guess I'll have to be more selfish now. I look up info about the host and soon I was at her apartment complex.
She was ultimately shocked to see me standing at her door.
"How did you?"
"Please let me in."
"Wait no, I'm sorry. We can no longer air about this issue. The government will sue us."
"Please. You journalists need to release the truth. It's what you swore upon!"
I try my best to convince her.
Soon she let me in.
She sat me down as she locked her door.
"I'm really sorry to ask this but you aren't gonna kill me aren't you?"
"No. I just need you to listen."
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