"I see the stars have conspired to bring us together, Isaiah." Elena said, a charming smile hanging on her face, that dreaded look on her eyes just as it always was. Jenny was knocked back in surprise. At first she did not recognize the woman in front of her, but with a second look, it became clearer. This was the same woman she had seen Isaiah with. The same face. The same eyes that sparked like emerald fire."What are you doing here, Elena?" Isaiah asked, trying his best not to look at Jenny's face. She had disappointment crawling over her. "Is this a joke?" Jenny said, she placed her hand on Isaiah's shirt and mildly forced him to turn. "What's going on here? Did you tell her to come?""Seriously, Jenny, I don't know what's going on," he swore, taken aback. "I have no idea what she is doing here."The guide said nothing but stand by at the corner watching what anyone else would infer to be a cheating scandal. Isaiah was frozen in place. For a second, he did not know what to say.

The silence between the couple in the absence of their new guide, Elena, was awkward. Jenny did not want to say anything. She did not think it was Isaiah's fault, but anything she's say at that point, would be imbued with so much anger and distrust that she would end up making things worse. Or so she feared. Suspense hung in the air around them, the kind that had every action seemingly floating in the air.Isaiah did not dare say anything. He felt that his words could end up more anger inducing than it would be calming.So the two of them just stood there standing, like one of the historical objects and artefacts around, like specimens of a forgotten time to be studied. Other people moved past them like strange shadows and spectators as they stayed there looking at their feet, afraid of their eyes coming across on another."If Luke was here" Isaiah' forced himself to start, "he would say this is the worst date ever." He let out a little chuckle. It was fake chuckle. There was really

Suddenly there was a strange sensation in the air. It was like the buzzing of electricity, as though two opposing currents had met in a fuse. Isaiah felt it when he placed his hand on the wall a second time. He turned around to see that Elena now had a strange facial expression on her. Isaiah knew from that that she was aware of whatever had just happened. But he did not know how to ask without his girlfriend knowing.The sensation died down in a heartbeat. Just as soon as it was born. Isaiah gasped lightly.Jenny was still clinging to him like a spoilt child who had just been given some candy. She noticed that he had jolted up a bit."What happened, honey?" She asked. "Are you okay?"Isaiah smiled at her. A fake smile. She would have known it was fake if she really knew who he was. As Elena knew who he was. But she didn't. She did not and that was all that was necessary to know."It's nothing" Isaiah said. "I think we should check the next compartment."They came outside of the cav

"Good day, Isaiah" the system said, with the world around Isaiah frozen in time. Isaiah gave no reply. He was sure that whatever the system wanted to say, was going to be bad. It was going to give him a task. And not now. He did not need a task. Anything but a task."You fail to reply me" the system continued. "But nevertheless, the reason I am speaking with you is for no other than that I have a task that you must complete or else.""What task?" This time Isaiah asked, in a shivering voice, expectant of the worst to come."The man in front of you is threatening someone you love and care for" the system began, a cold feeling stirred in Isaiah's belly, "your task is to stop him however way you can, even if you would need to end him. Do not give up yourself to him. Do not surrender. Do not give up."This was the worst of times. As though Isaiah was not already under a lot of pressure, this was now added to the mix. What was there to do?The world came back to normal, and the man still

"Why did you do that?" Isaiah boomed, with Jenny on his arms. Elena still had the same wicked glare full of scorn as before, while her servant, Kate just stood there over the man she had killed in cold blood. It seemed almost to her as if what she had really just did was kill a cockroach.Isaiah placed his hand on Jenny's chest. Her heart was beating and she was breathing fine. That was good. Atleast one of them was doing okay, he thought. He gritted his teeth and focused once more on the strange woman standing over the corpse that she had made.She was wearing a black loose dress, with loose sleeves that covered her hands in their size. The edge of the right sleeve was stained in blood. It hid beneath it the hand that severed the man's head. Now the man was lying in a red pond, head flung a bit far away from his body, staining the white wall of the museum with much blood. Isaiah couldn't stare at without the overwhelming urge to throw up all that was within his stomach. It was a sick