Nikita

He tells me of the murders that have been committed just to secure that virus. He talks of three plane crashes, accidents, an increase in missing person records.

He tells me that anyone tasked with handling the virus must have a kill switch so that when they are found out, it's easier to eliminate them. I ask about the plane crashes and he tells me of them. When he describes the murders, we both realize that my parents were murdered.

He apologizes for not noticing earlier but then his apologies won't bring back my parents, besides I forced him into the dark web two months after the death of my family.

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I want to pretend I feel better after knowing all the horrid truths. Then I remember the guy in the hospital had a kill switch in his brain. This means he might have been having the virus on him. Fuck.

I call Maggie at the hospital and ask her to tell the pathologists to take care of Liam's body. I consider going back to the house and confront Angeline and that other woman, but then something tells me that they will still be here in this house when I come back from the hospital. I know if I take my car they will know I was already home.

I know if I go back to change my clothes, there is a chance that they will change topics. I give Kyle Angeline's phone number and tell him to rack her movements and any digital footprints she could have left. Who knew my most trusted human right now could just be the reason for the massive death counts? I get out of my car and use the rear exit to leave the estate. I hail a cab and hope that I'm wrong about the Liam guy.

I'm still in my pink pajamas, and the slippers Maggie gave me when I got to the hospital. I still have my bed hair and if this were any normal situation, I would accept the ŀusty looks that the young girls had been giving me in the hospital. It might be weird that a bulky man like me is in pink pajamas, but what can I say?

You get you a sibling like my sister and everything in your life is thrown away and replaced with pink, but then again you cant object because she's so cute and it's illegal to make my siblings cry. I guess it became a habit to wear the pink things she would put in my closet. I'm only thankful she knew a doctor never wears pink to work.

The cab driver looks like he's pitying me and I can't blame him because even I pity myself. This however is not the time to focus on that considering I have a corpse to examine. When I get to the hospital, Maggie pays my cab bill and I tell her i'll refund her when I get back to my usual self.

Once again the chief surgeon is disheveled and in pink pajamas. What a great day. With everything unfolding, I kinda feel better about submitting my resignation letter because it's obvious I can't even focus on myself at the moment. I ask Maggie about the pathologist who's handling Liam and she gives me a name I have never heard of.

I look at her and ask her to check the hospital records for a pathologist with the name she has given me but he doesn't find him. I start freaking out because maybe they actually managed to bring the virus to my work lace and since Liam didn't come to the cancer wing, there's a chance that everyone in here is affected.

"Initiate lockdown protocols!! No one leaves this hospital!" I use the intercom to communicate t everyone and anyone who can hear me. I know that everyone is panicking and look at them with a sorry face but I can't let any of them go. There's a chance that St. Martha's hospital has been compromised.

This will be a very long night? Day? I really don't know. I haven't been keeping track of time anyway. But whatever time it is, this is going to be a very very long day, I think to myself as I call the CDC.

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Nikita was freaking out because he had never seen such a state in the hospital. He had never expected this and much less the fact that his parents were working on a virus that would make people feel better. With the hospital knockdown protocols in place, he was scared of the possibility that one of the people there was already infected.

Could he really be in an infected area? What would that even mean for him? And Angeline, what did she mean by whatever she was talking about with her daughter?

From what he could think of at the moment, his family was murdered and no one was even looking into it. Someone had snatched the only people he ever cared about and the world was calmed if they were just any other family, but they weren't. They were everything he had loved and believed in.

He wondered what would have happened if their family had chosen a different profession, what would have happened if they chose a different path altogether. Would they be apart at the moment? Would their family be gone all in a blur and just like that or would there be an explanation for everything that happened to them?

Nikita wanted to feel something, anything, but all that he felt at the moment was terrible and confused and all messed up and shit. He was a messy muddy puddle, one that no one would ever step into willingly. Maybe that is what his life had become today. Maybe this time, there would be nothing to look forward to.

What if there was actually a virus in the hospital? What if maggie's suspicions were right? What if there was a reason all of this happened? What it, what if, and fuċkɨnġ what-ifs. There were too many speculations at the moment and it didn't help that there was a possibility that his family and fuċkɨnġ maid were the reason for it all.

Would he ever get the answers he needed? Would he ever find a solution to the nightmares he had? Why did he have to be the one on the receiving end of everything? He missed his family. He misses his mother's beautiful smiles. He missed his father's concerns about football and the premier league wins.

He missed Sammy's wines about the new year and the festive season. He missed Ren's wines about people crowding the malls during the festive season. He missed Belle's noises and piggyback rides. He missed his family and the worst part of it all was that they were gone.. He was never going to see them again, not even their bodies because their plane had crashed right in the middle of the deep sea, somewhere no one would ever be able to find them, at least not before the sharks fed on their bodies.