Zulia stopped at the same place; her brows arched in realization. "What did you say? Ewan with Astrid?" She began to laugh, unaware that she was alive. "Okay... This is the best joke of the year... by Ryan..." She teased, her breath hitching, and leaned against the tree. "My brother, I know you're trying hard to provoke me, but she died three years... Everyone knows except Ewan... My poor boy."Ryan's heart hammered against his ribs as he leaned against the other side of the tree. "OMG!! I slipped my words... Thank God! Made my sister so dumb... If she is intelligent, I won't be here..." He secretly laughed inside and pressed a smile.You lost!" she taunted, her voice a mix of mockery and triumph."I hope Astrid and Ewan were in escape protocol," Ryan thought as he looked up at the stars, which were starting to sparkle like diamonds in the dimming sky."Come on, children... I made a wood flame!!! This is too warm!" Ryan's mother called out as they both dashed toward the orange flames,

A cruel, greedy smirk visibly curled up on Arthur's lips, his eyes telling his evilness and blood thirst. His mind drifted to his old rival Victor. "Still, I didn't get any reply from my old friend..." It's a huge disappointment. Victor, I'm doing all of this for you. To show you what happens when you make a challenge to me. And yet, you remain hidden. This game is losing its charm. He thought and waited for him.The clock ticked in perfect rhythm with the hacker's heartbeat, and when the moment arrived at precisely 10:00 AM, everything was set into motion.The hackers paused all the manual typing. They traded a series of coded glances—a silent signature of rebellion and execution of their preplanned. Ben secretly slipped into the database management folder and typed a name he had been searching for to escape from this trap since the night before."Ewan Huxley."He typed a name, and his mind remembered the conversation they had held in secret. "How to escape this algorithm and this do

One summer night, around 8:00 PM, at Astrid's house.The black shadow moved toward Astrid’s house. He scaled the gate and leapt into the yard; the house was dark, stripped of security or welcoming lights. He silently scanned all around the nearby neighbourhood to check for anyone watching as he slowly went to the backside of the house and, with practised, persistent movements, he climbed up a pipeline and slipped through a window into the guest room.After entering the guest room, he used the flashlight, and he came out to the hallway. Then, consciously, he grabbed Astrid's room door and entered with sharp, silent steps. At the same time, a car flashlight hit the window. He immediately hid behind the wall and decreased the flashlight's wavelength. Understanding there was no time left, he pulled a total of three button cameras and fixed them in a secure and undeniable place as soon as possible.During the fixing time, he can hear the footsteps from the hallway. "OMG, I need to escape

After the Holocaust, around major cities, current updates.Dominion 28, Time 10:00 AM.The rescue team, wearing a safety Oxygen mask, smoked through the streets like fog. Clinging to buildings that were half-charred, hollowed out, windows shattered, and metal twisted. The sound of sirens filled the air—ambulances, fire trucks, and rescue vehicles moving slowly through the wreckage.Bodies lay across the road, hanging from the roof and hallways of the building's floor. The dead bodies were covered with white clothes. Some of the bodies start to decompose. Ants, insects and mosquitoes swarmed over hallowed eyes, indifferent to the lives that had once been lived there.Half out of the Dominion 28, many citizens lost their families and neighbours, but were rescued by Arthur's special forces, who acted as if he were a great leader.Dominion 39:Numerous buildings are still burning petroleum banks, apartments, sky-high buildings, and broken cars. Some inside buildings were fully burnt and de

The cruel, horrific, emotionless memories reeled into Arthur's mind back to reality. "You are the one who separated our friendship! And made a pure evil narcissist." He sighed, and his words felt heavy, like stones falling into a deep well. He looked at his reflection, every shattered piece of glass showing his different characters and masks. "It's okay. Now you've become a Trump card. And I have two other historical experiments waiting in the dark." He spoke with confidence, his voice laced with anger, as he walked toward his bedroom. There, he seemed to fade into the shadows, like a ghost in a grand palace.Meanwhile, Dominion 97, the cave.The air was thick with the scent of stale liquor and damp earth. Victor sat hunched over the desk, a glass of amber liquid trembling in his hand, and his eyes were tired, sunken, and his physical presence was absent, and he was mentally pressuring himself with the next possible moves. "Arthur won't stop here! He definitely came for me. Before he