We find ourselves in a dark and desolate alleyway, somewhere we left off at the end of the previous chapter. "Congratulations, you have acquired the JORGS system," the voice repeated for the fifth time inside the dog's mind. However, all it received in response were enthusiastic barks: "Woof, woof." The system couldn’t understand what its new host was trying to communicate, but before it could process further, rough hands lifted the dog off the ground."What are you doing here?" said the person who had picked him up, his tone a mix of annoyance and disinterest. "You shouldn’t be here, and besides, you’re filthy." He was an employee of the municipal pound, a man in his forties with a thick, unkempt beard that looked like it hadn’t been trimmed in weeks. His clothes were wrinkled, and his overall appearance reflected a life marked by monotony and neglect. He smelled of sweat and stale tobacco, and his attitude exuded bitterness and apathy towards his job.The JORGS system, still active

In a place far from the pond, still cloaked in the darkness of night, the moon shone in all its splendor, casting its silvery light over the landscape. It contrasted sharply with the dimmed streetlights, which seemed to surrender to the majesty of the starry sky. In this setting, an orphanage with a baroque structure could be seen, resembling ancient cathedrals or castles. It was the Orphanage of the Sisters of the Sun Order, nuns dedicated above all to sheltering orphans from across the country—both girls and boys alike—without distinction. For years, they had carried out this noble mission with devotion.The orphanage survived thanks to donations, its own activities, and government subsidies. However, maintaining such an old and grandiose building was costly. At first glance, the place had five or six floors, with an imposing front door and a rear entrance that led to a spacious recreational area. There, the children played soccer, volleyball, and other sports, enjoying moments of f

We returned to the train tracks, where only the great freight train could be seen, derailed by the violent impact. This train transported various materials within the country and to neighboring nations: firewood, steel, precious materials, and other essential goods. It was an impressive train, with twelve cargo cars and five operators who worked in the engine cabin, located in the first car.“Are you guys okay?” asked Reia in a worried but firm voice.“The grass on this side cushioned the fall,” the two men responded almost in unison, though their voices betrayed a hint of confusion.Aiden’s pants were torn at the knees, as was his vest, revealing a few bruises and bumps from the violent fall.As the scene unfolded, it occurred to me that I hadn’t yet shared some important details about the characters and setting. Let me take a moment to paint a clearer picture for you. Aiden, on the day he ran away, was dressed in a striking red vest, a fitted black polo shirt, worn-out jeans, and sp

A telephone began to ring repeatedly, breaking the silence of the room with its insistent tone. Someone picked up the receiver and answered:“Hello, Marie, how are you? How’s everything going?” said a familiar and friendly voice from the other end.“Mr. B, how are you? We need your support to solve a case,” Marie replied, her tone tinged with urgency, though she tried to keep it subdued.“Ah! I see. Although I was on break, I’ll make an exception for you and for my former pupil, Agent B Twelve. So, you heard about what happened,” he responded, maintaining a calm but curious tone.“Yes,” Agent B replied, his voice firm and decisive.“Good, I’ll help you. Where are you?” he asked, ready to take action.“In Styria, Austria,” Marie responded without hesitation.“Ah! Perfect. I’m nearby, in Vienna,” he said enthusiastically. “I’ll put on my uniform and head over. I’ll be there in an hour. Send me the exact location. See you soon.”Agent B hung up the phone. At that moment, the silhouette o

The two left the house somewhat puzzled by Adia’s last comment, but in the end, they had made the decision themselves, and therefore, they had to fulfill what was asked of them. “Well, a deal’s a deal,” they said in unison, with a mix of resignation and determination.Another concern that weighed on them was why, now that Aiden was about to reach level four, his progress was advancing so slowly. “I wonder if things will be like this from now on,” Aiden commented, frowning as they walked.Reia intervened then, explaining that she didn’t have a clear answer either. However, on the screen that only Podbe could see (and which Reia described in detail to Aiden), it indicated that one hundred experience points were needed to level up. The three fell silent, deep in thought, but since they still didn’t have an answer to this great mystery, they decided to set it aside for the moment and focus on finding the delivery points.“I can’t see anything,” Aiden murmured, squinting as he tried to m