Siren's debt

Lasers and Lies

[Previously on Siren's Debt...]

Alex captured a criminal to fully charge his Invisibility, but the hatred hidden in the criminal's eyes instilled an unspeakable fear in Alex's heart. Driva had warned him that in 14 months, something would happen that would change the map of the world forever. Now, Alex stood at the massive domed entrance of Indore's Ancient Museum, where modern security and ancient history met. One small mistake could be his death warrant... Now continue...

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The massive stone building of Indore's Ancient Museum stood before me like a hungry, sleeping monster. The fading sunlight fell on the white marble, casting a strange yellow glow, as if some ancient entity was breathing its last. With trembling hands, I stepped toward the ticket window. My heart pounded like a drum within my chest.

The clerk at the window rested his glasses on his nose and stared at me for a moment. Perhaps my unkempt hair, sweat-soaked face, and torn, but clearly expensive, jacket had made him suspicious.

"A ticket," I said, trying to keep my voice as casual as possible.

He slid the ticket toward me, but his eyes were still fixed on me. As I passed through the metal detector system, I felt as if I were at the entrance to a slaughterhouse. The beeping sound tore my eardrums.

The security guard, standing like a statue in a khaki uniform, stopped me. "Wait, sir. You need to be searched." His voice was heavy and emotionless.

He began scanning my arms, waist, and legs with his hands. When his hand reached the black mark (tattoo) where Driva was hidden, my breath stopped. I thought it might all be over. But Driva had probably hidden herself so well under my skin that the guard didn't notice.

"Everything's fine, sir... but you look quite nervous. Wipe off the sweat," the guard said, looking at me suspiciously.

"Yes... it's just very hot and humid outside," I faked a smile and quickly moved towards the cool, air-conditioned hall of the museum.

The view inside was magnificent, but my eyes were filled with fear. Expensive brooms hung from high ceilings all around. Ancient statues, Mughal-era swords, and ancient coins were encased in glass cases. But that wasn't my goal. I moved towards the dark corner of the corridor where the sign marked 'Central Gallery' was hung.

I whispered to myself, "Hey Driva... where are you? I'm very scared. The security here is more advanced than I thought. There are cameras in every corner, guards standing in front of every gallery. What do I do next?"

Driva's voice echoed in the back of my mind. This time, it carried less of the mechanical coldness and more of a strange excitement. "Fear not, Alex. Fear is only the jewel of the weak. You belong to a lineage that ruled the seas. Go ahead, the diamond awaits you right in the center of the museum. But the diamond's security system is impenetrable. To penetrate it, you must perform a 'final charge' of your invisible power. The system needs one last sacrifice of 'virtue' to carry out its 'sin.'"

I walked down the long corridor leading to the main hall. The old paintings hanging on the walls looked at me as if they knew my intentions. Then my eyes fell on a woman sitting on a wooden bench. In her lap was a small child of about three or four years old. The child was happily enjoying a colorful vanilla ice cream.

"Alex, look carefully," Driva's voice suddenly became like a cold knife. "The bottom of that child's ice cream stick is laced with a deadly neurotoxin. This isn't the fault of any ordinary vendor. The vendor you handed over to the police, his associates, have orchestrated this to cause a 'medical emergency' and a stampede in this museum. If you don't stop that child right now, his lungs will stop working in the next 120 seconds."

My feet froze. The human inside me screamed. "Poison? But how can I…"

"Go, Alex! This is a test of your character. Are you living only for revenge, or do you still have the royal blood left in you that protects your own? Do this, and the system will give you the power to turn you into the wind," Driva urged.

Without thinking, I ran toward the woman. "Stop! Stop! Don't feed him!" I screamed at the top of my voice. The woman stood up in a panic. The child started crying in fear. "What's so rude? Who are you? Why are you scaring my child?" the woman yelled.

A few nearby tourists looked at us. Without any explanation, I snatched the ice cream from the woman's hand and threw it on the floor.

"Are you crazy? Guard! Look at this man..." the woman was screaming, then I pointed to the floor to calm her down.

A stray rat, apparently straying from nowhere, tasted the melted ice cream. Within five seconds, the rat writhed, its body convulsed, and it collapsed. The woman's face went pale. She hugged her child so tightly that it choked on its breath. She began to tremble.

Whispers erupted in the museum. People began to back away in fear.

[System alert: 'The Savior' task complete!]

[Reward: 'Voidable Invisibility' 100% charged!]

[Time limit: 25 minutes active!]

Driva muttered something to herself that I couldn't quite decipher—"The chessboard is set... The 14-month clock will tick faster now." Then she said to me, "Alex, it's time. Take advantage of this chaos. Turn on invisibility mode before the guards catch you!"

I touched my wristband, and suddenly my entire body became transparent. The world remained the same for me, but I was just a 'gust of wind' to the world. I ran through the crowd toward the central hall.

Then came the sound of heavy boots from behind. "That's the boy! Catch him! He's the one causing the commotion!" Two or three armed guards were running toward the spot where I had been standing just seconds before.

They passed right by me. One guard's shoulder almost brushed against mine, but he didn't see me. He only felt a cool breeze. "Where did he go? He was right here!" He looked around frantically.

I smiled, but it was a mixture of fear and excitement. "Hmm... Driva, you're going to kill me."

"Less talk, more action. We're at the main entrance," Driva said sternly.

I was now standing behind the heavy doors of the Central Hall. This was the most secure part of the museum. As soon as I entered, my eyes widened. Right in the middle of the hall, within a pyramid of bulletproof glass, lay the Big Red Cherry Diamond.

Its sparkle... oh! It was no ordinary stone. It looked as if someone had condensed thousands of tons of blood into a tiny crystal. The hall lights reflected off it, dipping the entire room in a bloody red hue.

But reaching it was nothing short of a suicide mission.

The floor surrounding the diamond was covered with pressure-sensitive tiles—meaning if even one ant stepped on the wrong tile, the entire Indore police force would arrive. Above that was a laser grid—hundreds of red beams that circled the hall like a spider's web. And the biggest challenge of all—a digital encryption lock, which changed its random password every 30 seconds.

"Driva... this is impossible. How am I going to get through these lasers? And this password... I don't even know the 'P'. If I get caught, my revenge will remain incomplete."

In the silence of the hall, my own heartbeat sounded like the ticking of a bomb. There was a network of lasers ahead, and deathly cold tiles below. I asked myself in a trembling voice, "Driva, can you really do this? This isn't child's play. One small mistake, and my body will be burned to ashes by those lasers."

There was a strange indifference in Driva's voice, as if her body was with me, but her mind was wandering somewhere far away, in the depths of a deep ocean. Emotionlessly, she said, almost in a whisper, "Don't worry, Alex, I'm here... Just control your breathing and follow my cues. You'll do it."

I didn't sense the old confidence in her voice; something had changed. "Are you sure Driva? You're really with me, right?" I asked again. Driva's attention was elsewhere, as if she were looking for some ancient secret hidden within that diamond. She said irritably and reluctantly, "Yes, Baba, yes! Now don't ask too many questions and just do as I say." Driva's indifference stirred a new fear in me—was she really helping me, or was she just using me as bait?

What do you think, friends? Will Alex and Driva be able to crack that impenetrable password? Time is slipping away like sand, and the sound of security guards is drawing nearer. But the biggest question remains—what connection does that "Big Red Cherry Diamond" have with Driva? Why is she willing to risk Alex's life for it? Is this diamond just a precious stone, or the first step in Driva's 14-month-long sinister plan?

Stay tuned to "Siren's Debt" to unravel the dark secrets hidden behind the diamond's sparkle!

Author's note

The tension is palpable! Alex is standing in the middle of a high-tech death trap, and the one person (or entity) he trusts Driva seems to have her mind elsewhere.

Did you notice how she dismissed his fears? This raises the biggest question of all: Is Driva using Alex as a shield or a sacrifice?

The 'Big Red Cherry Diamond' isn't just a jewel; it's the key to something much darker. Will Alex's royal blood be enough to navigate the pressure tiles, or will he become a permanent exhibit in the museum of the dead?

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