Time Ghost

Chapter 33

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Ho-ho-ho. Good stuff you got here, master farmer! It’s so high-end, but also expensive. Wonder if it’s the true motives of their dysfunctional marriage….

Nah, should be about the less-hungry werewolf in that department. Don’t rumble them up with this bad boy, please.

Anyway, look at this tech!

The old man chooses quad-rotor drone for tracking down the woman at the street. It has excellent speed in comparison to the regular one rotor drone for regular surveillance on the farm. Additionally, it is covered in black as if the drone functions to become espionage device of the night. The operator can always alternate its color into three other forms that the system has offered. Bio-luminescent green, solid maroon red, or sparkling blue are in his disposal to use from.

In this peculiarity, black is undefeated. A close friend to the darkness and one silent assassin for the dusk. Gloomy yet also gothic at one fell swoop. Everyone’s choice for future bride, when stoutness of a body is in the topic at the time.

“Activate silent hover system, first.”

Chuck presses a blue button to commence. Against the instructions that goes into place, the drone flies in quiet mode and went floating up almost in silence despite commotions on the four whirring blades of the machine. No lesser performance in this state, only fast-moving madness and reigning composure that persists.

Only a little to no hums on the rotor blades instead of jam-packed uproar within the flow.

~air noise~

“Well, nobody’s perfect.” He said,” Now, trail my darling and find out what’s she doing!”

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Seventy meters above its target. For the casual strolling civilian down below, the drone can maintain low-level speed to keeping intact with her whereabouts. Lilia was oblivious towards the recurring hunter up in the sky, it seems, that the woman strides on the pedestrian walkway without any doubts in each step. No shadows produced by the drone up to this extent. The machine flutters around any source of illumination along the way.

In order to avoid crescent moon’ shimmering light, the drone races under the shades of numerous trees inbound. There are times when streetlights were closing in. As the automated system forewarned, the machine speedily descends down to crawl with 8 spider legs on the road.

“Well, well. Look at that. Why’s the hospital again?” The old man murmured,” Appointment with Dr. Stone, I suppose.”

Lilia turns left to cross the street borderline for reaching the main entrance of the hospital. A few automobiles were nestling at the car park for a midnight rest. It is way past visiting hours already for her to drop in and come over, especially since no close relatives were sick in that regard.

“It’s your turn, my lovely needle.”

~stab~

A red button released one shot of small dart to the woman’s handbag. It mimics the brown leather in split seconds subsequently to blend with the surface of the purse.

Alright, it’s all or nothing for me. That dart mixed itself into the fabric of her handbag in point-blank precision. No person in this world will spot them without support from electronic device. Indeed, it needs specific metal detector for them to work.

In the other way around, am I really being cheated on?

Mr. Chuck Carlsen. You’re too cruel to make her fall to menace like this. No drone technology could save ruined relationship. I can only record them for my own deposit in events of divorce.

Hey, if they’re go in separate ways, what about me?

I don’t want it to be happening. I don’t want such tragedy to become sole answer for their matters. It makes me remember of my father’s mistakes in this year. The day for my mother’s disappearance and starters for my hatred upon him onwards.

What a coincidence, huh? I should take notes for future use. Yeah, right, I can’t carry them on anyway.

I must climb the roof for comfortable entry. This drone is quite petite, but still somewhat detectable with naked vision of a human in some ways. It should be a door at the upper roof for me to enter. After all, it’s a square-shaped hospital, so their architect should have designed a supplementary area on the topmost to traverse.

Four-rotors drone takes off to the roof as commanded. Bend down slightly to scale forward, it increases in speed to rise for reaching the seventh floor of the hospital. The old man has programmed its function to conserve batteries more than it to be effective mid-flight. So, the automated system will ensue by less-friction trip to prevent useless waste of electricity it has.

It takes fourteen cycles around the hospital. At the seventh floor, the machine hovers in standstill mode and goes scaling up further to discover any potential hindrance beforehand.

And a male doctor was sitting on a lone chair tonight.