Forgotten

1st Chapter: Pool Tragedy

🎶 " If I could save time in a bottle"🎶
Jim Croce's song is all that an adult named Byron Adams could hear in his headphones, while lying down on an inflatable yellow duck floating in a circular pool.
He was staring up at the blue skies, waiting for a miracle to happen- praying for the heavens to sprinkle rain down the scorching Earth.

After a little amount of time, the sound of buzzing helicopter hovered down the ground.
The distance between the helicopter and the ground descended, then two men wearing army combat uniform like the ones that soldiers wear, but it is tinted black with sniper rifles glued to their alert hands holding the trigger, waiting for the right time to release and fire, jumped down and landed to the ground.

Byron turned around, but he can't barely see, because the rays of the sun outlast his eyes, so he covered his eyes with his right hand by raising it near to his eyes bending up to catch the light, while his fingers leave space in between, for him to peer.

It's already too late, time isn't on his side , when the man with a crew cut hairstyle with blue eyes aimed for his heart, the trigger was released that it woke up the bullet springing it straight to Byron. But Adams caught its glimpse so he voluntarily crashed himself down in the fathom pool of water. There's nothing to hear, so he trusted his eyes.

Good thing, there's Heinz Ketchup inside his pocket for him to spread it to convince the soldiers that he is pumping blood.

" Ben! Are you done killing that idiot?" A man with tomahawk hair shouted, burden by the weight of a bag in one of his shoulder containing compacts of money.

" Well..." Ben shrugged to say that he is not sure.

" Then carry this bag, I'll be the one to finish him." Tomahawk guy took a step forward.

Once he is already close, he stare at the pool with ketchup, then he reloaded his gun.
It went firing, of course for Byron to stay alive he dodged all the bullets.

" Stop Doug! Look, don't waste your bullets we have...-" Before Ben could finish, Douglas cut his words.

Doug tilted his body around to face Ben.
" It is not blood, the smell of it hints that....it is a crappy sauce!" Doug's face became pale red symbolizing his frustration and rage.

All of a sudden, Byron hop upwards to extend his right arm to grab Douglas's left leg.
" Get off me! You dumbass!" Douglas was struggling as he tried to kick back and forth when both arms grasped tightly onto his left leg.

" Ben! What are you doing? Don't just stand around, help me you....-"
Before Douglas could finish, he stumble and fell down in the pool.

" Hey Doug! I'll see you in hell!" Ben stood straight and saluted down before leaving the pool.

They dive in deeper to the pool. Douglas who's having a hard time to breathe, hands choking his neck. Byron was strangling Douglas, his weight pressing Douglas's back causing it to ache. After few minutes, Douglas's soul vanished from his body.

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"Unexpected happens"