Johan peered into the hidden cabinet but saw nothing except for containers of pills and drugs. The woman was using drugs, it probably was what she was trying to reach for but why was she panicking to reach for it, he thought.
Turning around to study the room, he noticed that this was a woman’s bedroom. The position of the bed, the wardrobe, the shelves and even the wall paper on the wall that was burnt signified that the room belonged to the woman. He moved closer to the bed touching the drawers and only getting mild memories of the same woman, so obviously, this was her room.“There’s nothing here”, he concluded rising to his feet and walking out of the room into the hallway. Next was the kitchen. This was the sole place where fires usually originates from.He moved straight for the gas cooker and touched it’s switch. A lot’ of visions flooded his memory causing his head to start pounding. Seems like they used this kitchen a lot’, he thought.He placed his hand on the switch again and this time, he tried to flip through the memories he was getting.For as long as he could remember, he had always had the ability to see into people’s memories and their past whenever the left part of his body comes in contact with them, usually his left arms and his hand. At first as a child, he could not control it as he touched things with his hands only to see a flash back of the people’s memories.His father had thought he was going crazy and carried him to the hospital for tests but the doctors found nothing. When he discovered that they were about to lock him up in a psychiatric hospital, he lied that he had stopped seeing things. After His father monitored him for months, and found out that he was being truthful, he terminated the plan to send him to the psychiatric home.Only his brother, Erik knew that he was still seeing things whenever he touches objects of great importance. Because it was only his left hand, he stopped using that particular hand. He would always tuck it into his pockets or wear gloves claiming that he was cold.With time, he learnt how to control it when his brother Erick took him to see a professor of his. The professor had told him that he was psychometric and started teaching him how to control his abilities and get rid of unwanted memories. Now, he could scan and flip through memories like they were the pages of a book and not only could he do that, he could also shut down his abilities and touch things freely without seeing the memories that object held as well as turn it on whenever needed.When ever he losses control especially when a fire was involved, memories floods into his mind and he always ended up in bed rest to regain himself.This time, he was trying to be careful of what he touches and not stay around the scene for too long.He paused seeing someone who was different from the occupants of the house touch the gas cooker switch. This person was obviously not a member of the house, half of his face was covered in a mask so Johan could only see his eyes and a strand of white or gray hair that slipped out of the beanie he was wearing… and a scar?. He had turned on the gas cooker and left the kitchen.Johan opened his eyes feeling exhausted. Flipping through memories always drains him faster. He walked over to the gas cylinder, if the man had turned on the gas cooker then he touched the gas cylinder too.Johan touched the regulator of the gas cylinder and saw the same man open the gas cylinder for gas to seep through and cause the explosion.He opened his eyes using the cabinet to support himself as he tried to catch his breath. This was too much memories in one day and he needed to stop. He slid down to seat on the floor when his legs could not hold him any longer.“Just a minute…”, he told himself.He dropped his hand on the floor and he felt an object beneath his hand. Immediately without permission, memories flushed into his mind. He saw a hand bending the wire to create a round shape, he saw another memory of the same man dropping the object on the ground in the kitchen.“Shit” , Johan cursed opening his eyes. They were dealing with an arsonist. Someone had intentionally set the house on fire and dropped their signature. He picked up the object from the ground and studied it. He turned it in his hand. The arsonist was someone who could bend wire things with his hands. Johan tried to stand to his feet, he was done for today. Instead of rising, he slipped and fell to the ground. His mind assaulted by different images of a car on fire with a baby inside, he saw an explosion and as usual, the memories came with a sharp pain to his head.He screamed in pain, shaking and mumbling incoherent words.He heard footsteps rush into the kitchen and hands started touching him. He wanted to tell them to stop touching him but he couldn’t voice out his thoughts.Someone carried him bridal style out of the kitchen, outside the building and removed his nose mask.Johan took in a gulp of clean air and sighed as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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34. Headway
“The only pictures worth making are the ones that are playing with fire.” ~ Billy Wilder Isabella walked into the forensic department of the police force with renewed zeal and focus. She moved with a strong and firm desire to catch the arsonist. After hitting a head block for weeks, she was hoping for a miracle.She has left the hospital after Johan had woken up and even though she had seen him briefly, they had not spoken to each other. What was she supposed to say, ' hey, I’m sorry for not backing you up', ' I’m sorry you got hurt while I was being a mess', ' I’m your partner and I suck'.She sighed, pushing the doors to the lab where the evidence from the crime scene was being analyzed. She spotted Hayden before he saw her.“ Hey” Hayden called with a wave.She went to stand next to him, looking through the transparent glass separating them from the lab.“ hey, what’s the news.?” She asked Hayden.The man flicked his gaze briefly to her before he sighed.“ you know
33. Shit!, he knows
“ Mikael!, Wake up.” Someone called him, shaking his shoulders.He frowned, who the hell was Mikael, he thought as he forced his eyes open to look into the green eyes of the familiar man that now frequently appeared in his dreams.“ C’mon son, you’ll be late for school if you don’t get up, plus your mom would eat my head if you’re late…” the familiar man said.Johan’s frown deepened, what the hell was going on. The man was calling him Mikael. Was he hallucinating or something, and school?, What school was he talking about, he thought.“Get moving son” the man said, as he dragged Johan out of the bed. He wanted to ask the man who he was, but his mouth couldn’t utter a word even as he was dragged out of bed into a familiar hallway. He tried to remember where he had seen this hallway before, but his memory was coming up short.The man led him to the table and sat him down, before he went about doing other things in the kitchen; making breakfast perhaps.This certainly was not
32. Isabella's dilemma
Isabella stood fixed by the door. She could see Johan clearly from where she was standing, though the door was closed, she could look through the glass opening on the door and see him. He was lying on the bed with an oxygen mask on his face, he had tubes and wires connected to his body that she couldn’t even trace what each was for. Her eyes settled on the monitor where she could see his heart rate. He was alive, that was all that mattered. He was alive.She caught Erik, Johan’s brother staring at her from inside the room, but he turned back to look at Johan as if she was not there. She had a feeling that he understood to a certain degree how she felt and was giving her time to organize her thoughts.The explosion at Norman’s house had shook her. It had triggered another traumatic experience for her where she had to remember her past Memories that she would rather forget totally. Of all the recent episodes that she had experienced, this one was the worse. It had taken her a while be
31. How is he?
Erik knew that he was doomed, the moment his father turned to glare at him, he knew that their lies had finally caught up with them. His father smiled as he turned to look at a confused Lucas.“ oh, you’re Lucas?, Johan had mentioned you before…”, his father muttered. Really? Erik wanted to ask, because he highly doubt that his brother had mentioned Lucas to the man before. Erik blinked, what was his father playing at here. There was no way Johan would have mentioned Lucas to their father. He had been hiding the fact that he was working for the police force, so he couldn’t possibly tell his father about Lucas, who is a detective.Lucas smiled with a nod, “ he did?”, he asked surprised. “ that’s surprising …” Lucas muttered as he flicked his gaze to stare at Erik with an arched brow. Erik looked away though, after giving him the ' cut it' sign.“ Yes...so my son was caught in an explosion. I want to know why my son was even in the building in the first place?”, Geoffrey asked. “ I
30. The Shocking revelation
Geoffrey cannot remember the last time he had driven this fast before, ignoring all traffic rules. He was shocked that a police van had not started following him and asked him to pull over for breaking traffic rules. He was a father who needed to get to his son one way or the other and if getting a speeding ticket would get him to Johan, then fine, he would get one.Geoffrey cut a vehicle that was about to cross into the other lane, he knew he was driving recklessly and could even hear curses from the other drivers.“ How long before I can get to the hospital, Jane?”, he asked the AI system installed in his car.“ at this rate Geoffrey, in five minutes…”, the AI replied.“ let’s make it three minutes then…”, he muttered, stepping on the paddle. “ I would advice against that as it breaks road regulations and can put you in danger…” Jane the AI answered.Geoffrey rolled his eyes, well, good thing he could over look that advice. Different thoughts ran through his mind about Johan. What
29. Missing vials
“ What?!, Someone got there before you?”, Geoffrey storm bellowed.The man standing before him took a step back and gave a Curt nod, “ yes sir. When I got there, the house had already exploded. I just merely escaped without being noticed.” He explained.Geoffrey ran a hand through his hair, cursing under his breath. Who the hell was doing this and why were they making it look like it was Mancap. This was the fourth time the house with the victims suing Mancap was exploding. It was either someone was intentionally killing them or they were looking for something.Or… The System, it couldn’t be right?. The last time the System surfaced, that was years ago. Years that he had put behind him. He shook his head. There’s no way they were back.“ if this keeps happening, then we’ll have to shift to plan b. For now, stay underground and well hidden. Your face might show up in the CCTV footage near the explosion, stay hidden. I’ll call you when it’s all cleared”, Geoffrey told the man in front o
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