Magical Traders
CHAPTER 12
Dennis got a lot of information after touching the man's hand. All the experiences, thoughts, feelings, even actions of the man, all happened not in a moment. However, Dennis could figure it out very easily.
Dennis knew the man was 49 years old. During that time, the journey of the man's life, even all the humans on this earth, was forged by a different circle of laws of causality. Who and what they become depends on the energy generated from their respective minds.
Nothing is easy to get through the journey of life. Starting to be a baby, a teenager, an adult, meeting the opposite sex, getting married, working, having children, all full of twists and turns.
Dennis could tell it was like watching a sometimes stressful, and sometimes depressing, movie.
Yep. That was the result of the energy stored within the man's body and everything was in different frequencies and phases.
Dennis could see what kind of sadness was making the man so bad. That was when his wife died. The sadness gives rise to a frequency so strong that the number of vibrations transmitted is more and more pronounced.
No wonder Dennis shed tears. The frequency vibration of sadness continues to experience repetition compared to other sadness.
That's what happened with Dennis when he received the information. In his mind it was like watching a television screen. However, behind it all is energy, frequency and vibration. Dennis had not noticed it.
Dennis was still looking for important information to answer all the questions he had been going through. He was sure, in the body of the man was kept a secret that he really needed. Take Allien, for example. In fact, the strangeness that his body experienced.
On a colorful vibe, Dennis sees an old well behind Dian Hartanto's office.
There was something unnatural about that well. From the top to the middle looks like a well.
However, the rest up to the bottom of the well, Dennis could see there was a large copper cable wrapped around the tight. While the outside, closed with a rectangular iron plate.
From the bottom of the well, he saw a large tunnel leading to a bright room.
Dennis' body tiptoed when he saw a bunch of strange creatures were active in there. They looked towards Dennis.
The creatures said something and greeted him. Their hands waved as if they were aware of his presence.
Are they, strange creatures, or allien, able to know that he is currently crossing space and time? bathin Dennis's.
There was anxiety running through Dennis' mind. He decided to get out of the vibration immediately.
It had been nearly fifteen minutes Dennis had gathered information. He then tried to get in on a different vibration. The vibrations that were seen were so faint and almost invisible.
Unlike earlier, this time he saw a black veil blocking him. When he managed to pass through the sheath, he had seen a group of other strange creatures were in a laboratory.
He did not recognize the place and was forced to come out when one of the strange creatures slapped him in the face.
Dennis jerks. His face really felt pain. He stopped to add other information.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing Dennis asked was about his face.
“Is there a scarlet scar like a slap on my face?”
Layla nodded. “You were grimacing in pain earlier.”
The man just smiled. “You must have met them,” guess as if knowing what happened.
“So they really exist? Why so many and are in separate places?” ask Dennis.
“Gosh! Did you also meet Allien Rustler?”
“Rustler? I just heard it. Who are they?”
Layla came to her father. “What's up, Dad?”
“I tried to erase Dennis's travel trail. Those Rustlers could have known where we are.”
“Do we need to ask the help of the Wranglers?” ask Layla.
“Who is Wrangler?” Dennis curious.
“Let's just explain. Now there is something more important for us to work on,” Layla replied.
“Prepare the stretcher bed and take Dennis to the lab now,” orders the man look panicked.
Layla knew what her father was going to do. “Cute me. Fast!” take Layla in a hurry to the room next to her. He immediately picked up the stretcher bed and unfolded it.
“Quick sleep,” Layla's orders.
“What is this?” dennis asked confusedly and refused Layla's orders.
From behind, the man looked ready with a syringe. Layla glimpsed at her father to wait for the approval code.
Dennis hasn't been lying on the stretcher bed. The man nodded. Layla had no other choice. He had to stop the flow of blood and nerves connected to Dennis' brain.
From a slightly sideways direction, Layla lashed a hard punch at Dennis's nape. Within seconds, Dennis' body fainted.
Layla caught the body and laid Dennis to bed.
“He asked too many questions and did not know the consequences of his actions earlier,” said the man directly injected fluid into the neck of Dennis.
“I only deleted the last five minutes so as not to bother repeating everything from scratch again,” the man told Layla.
“If you have to from the beginning again, mending directly we just kidnap first,” said Layla considering all the tired that she had to live during spying on Dennis.
He remembers pretending to be a journalist when Dennis was in the hospital just to make sure Allien's predictions were correct.
Since then, Layla has had to pacing work at the cafe to keep an eye on Dennis from a distance.
“Am I going to stop working in the cafe from tomorrow? ask Layla for approval.
The man seemed to be thinking. “We need to be more careful now. Although Dennis will be staying here, the Rustlers must have sent his men to hunt Dennis down. They have strong access to important people in every place. So beware!”
“Ready, Boss!” answer Layla. “Taken waiting for him to kiss. I will go take a shower first and prepare a room for her,” continued Layla wanted to leave her father.
“Don't let our struggle go to waste, Layla. Your mother sacrificed her life for us,” said the man took off his glasses.
“Already, Father. It's not time to be sad now. Our job is to make him proud. We can definitely timely hamper their evil plans!” layla calms her father.
“O. Yep. Sometimes teach daddy how to hit like that. Looks like I also have to learn martial arts!”
Layla smiles. This time the memory of his mother accidentally came through. He remembers studying martial arts with his mother every day.
While his father, always avoided and chose to fight in the basement with various mathematical, physical and chemical formulas.
