Time Ghost

Chapter 49

“Good. Please, follow me to the lobby. I want you to test something real quick.”

The woman leads the way for Baron Schneider and Tyrone Gallardo to trail behind. Her blonde hair sways aloft as she goes in haste after a few turns across the corridor. The two oblivious men on her rear were baffled by the proliferation of speed conferred by the lady in white. Despite so, they could catch up and follow along as the woman goes straight down the stairs in blistering pace.

~tap-tap-tap~

Oh, so it’s about the man in tuxedo. He’s arrived and has somewhat skillful to locate my actual presence without any problems in whatsoever form. Quite a nifty person, too, for him to have an extensive network of information throughout the hostile continent of Durino.

“Ah, Mr. Baron Schneider. My boss has expecting your presence for a gift.”

The man in black suit opened wide both hands. His eyes stares deep into the mind of wheelchair-bound personality before him. As if the man knows of Baron Schneider’s actuality, He smiles towards the former athlete and nodded a little for token of respect,”You’re the one I was looking for days of my search. My boss has given me a full month to find you, but I’ll usually captured a target in a week or so.”

That’s the reason why you are on the top of his list, Gonzalo. A professional investigator at your service.

Baron Schneider bent himself a little for returning the warm gesture from the black-suited man ahead of him. He tilted his head a little bit to the left, then smirks,”I am in awe of your employer’s interest, sir. May I know why ?” He questioned. The black-suited man seemed disgruntled by the query, for him to have his nose wrinkled against him.

“You don’t ask my name? I suppose my service has been around here for years if you have known about me already.” He asked in return. His eyes averted towards Tyrone Gallardo afterwards,” Before you tell me about it, probably you haven’t learn of me, yet. My name’s Gonzalo Humboldt, young man.” He shakes Tyrone’s hand without hesitation.

“Yeah, nice to see you too. Please answer my brother’s question first.” Tyrone replied.

“It’s unknown for me of my current employer’s motive. He could have been enthusiastic about your former accolades as a basketball player. More so, my boss could’ve thought of helping others in need and He wanted to do them in the farthest area it could be. It’s fairly mysterious, and I don’t have time to wonder about it.”

Yeah, I’m the one ordering you to do it. I’m asking the so as to find out your thoughts about my request, Gonzalo Humboldt.

At once, the black-suited man unlocks the well-shuttered box by the gray-metallic key in his hand. He lifts one of the delivered items up for everyone in the lobby to perceive,”He wanted to make you walk again, I believe.” He assured. One finger across the tip of its metal-based upper joint as Gonzalo Humboldt kept them on both arms. He shifts the thigh upwards, then putting the bottom ones to align in reverse.

“You can fit these titanium limbs by yourself, but It’ll be easier if I support you up with it.”

Tyrone Gallardo moves forward to reach the other legs inside the box. He rubs its surface from top to bottom. Careful inspection towards the top-most side of the leg, Tyrone Gallardo fixates himself for about a minute afterwards,” It’s quite stiff and lifeless, but I like it.” He remarked. Then, the young man tries to put the prosthetic limbs in its should-be position around Baron Schneider’s bottom. He places them in walking gesture for displaying its function thoroughly. As it seemed to become practical in use, Tyrone Gallardo then pulled Baron Schneider’s torn-up thigh a little for the actual fitting to transpire.

“Hey, mind if you ask me first, Tyrone? Don’t yank them too much!” Baron Schneider frowned.

~clip~

Out of the blue, its knee suddenly latched into the pole of the prosthetic leg’s metallic frame. Tyrone Gallardo failed to anticipate its abrupt forthcoming, but still amazed by the instant connection of its upper-side metallic plate towards the vacate knee joint with ease. The young man shook himself several times as the thumbs and forefinger adorned the chin,”You’ve returned, man! I can’t believe it!” He screamed. Gonzalo Humboldt becomes the next victim of Tyrone’s amusement. He was forced to receive handshakes from the young man and complied to it for half a minute straight.

“Yeah, I know it’s great, Tyrone. My boss is a technology geek. Don’t tell him this, but I think He is obsessed with it sometimes.” He whispered a little towards them, putting his left palm to cover the mouth.

I’m your boss, Humboldt. It’s not a compliment, but not an insult, either, so I let them pass this time around.

~clip~

Gonzalo Humboldt fixed the other leg into its supposable slot. Identical to its counterpart, the metallic frame connects themselves straight away. The black-suited man subsequently follows the instant transmission of both limbs by fixing a knock onto the top,” Okay, it’s all set. If you’re ready, we can convey a quick stroll instead of admiring the tech.” He said afterwards.

~tap-tap-tap~

One foot on the ground. Baron Schneider puts one step forward for the trial to come forth. Five toes wiggling itself for vivid immersion of the floor. A full grasp upon the finely-polished surface of the floor, the former athlete could sense its low temperature across the metallic sole,”Hey, I can even feel? That’s truly fantastic!” He beamed out of astonishment.

~tap-tap-tap~

Two legs on the ground. For the man to set bravery, it takes a few minutes to collect. He draws a number of strides upon the tile, clenching them up by the toes, and putting a number of jumps for testing out its capacity as a whole.

“Hey, It’s amazing!” He shrieks in jubilation,” I can walk again, Tyrone! I’ll go back home, or re-enlist into the army, or whatever-“

Baron Schneider stopped. Someone was watching from a short distance. An agonizing pain from her expression, it appears so by the tears that shreds under her eyebrows . The woman stares towards him in utmost silence, looking at him in jumbled-down emotion beneath.

“Hey-“

Charlotte Simmons left, running away from the reality into the main entrance of the mental hospital. Baron Schneider freezes. He felt a little nauseous from intensities that pressured him to chase her up. Tyrone Gallardo shut himself up, as well, but his eyes told the former athlete to capture the auburn-haired woman straight away.

Then, the thunder struck upon the head.