A decade has passed since Operation Strix began. The once volatile tensions between the East and West have calmed, thanks in part to Loid Forger's relentless efforts. However, rumors of a new program designed to reignite the hostilities have started...
Mr. Forger nodded and displayed a small, but genuine smile, "I am glad to hear that Damian, please take care of my daughter and do not hesitate to come to us. Yor and I care deeply about you as well, you are always welcome in our home,"
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I nodded, a weight lifted from my shoulders, I can't let him down.
"Twilight, we're in, we're unlocking the gate," Franky said as the Carter's heavy locked gate began opening, this was it...
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"Are you ready?" Mr. Forger asked, I nodded as I prepared myself to emerge back into the depths of the Carter's estate. "Alright, stay behind me," we began making our way back into the corridors, the guards seem to be in high alerts, their footsteps echoing down the long, dimly lit hallways. Each step felt like a heartbeat, pounding in my chest as we moved closer to Anya's location. The tension was palpable, but I focused on Mr. Forger's steady presence ahead of me. His confidence was reassuring, a beacon of hope in the perilous journey we had undertaken.
We reached a junction where the corridor split into two. Mr. Forger signaled for me to stop and listen. From the left, we heard distant voices and the shuffle of boots. To the right, silence. He pointed right, and we continued, moving swiftly and quietly.
"Loid, Anya will be in lower level, the doors can't be open through this panel, but if we create a distraction, the Carters will open the door and at that time you will be able to reach Anya. The window is small, you must be ready," Dr. Wetson announced.
"I understand, wait for my signal," Mr. Forger announced. We continued making our way to the lower level. When we got down there, there was only one narrow hallway, the lights flickered as we continued our way towards the end of the hallway. We reached a red metal door, Mr. Forger held up his hand signaling us to stop.
"Mom! Dad! stop! She's going to die!" a voice screamed from the other side of the room.
"Alina, if you can't handle this then leave, we're almost there, I don't care if she dies, I need to know where that key is!" A deeper voice yelled out, was that Mr. Carter?
"Mother, please! Anya needs a break, it won't hurt to do this later!" Alina cried out. We heard a click on the door, Mr. Forger and I both hid behind a wall. We could hear something being dragged out.
