A backhanded compliment, that is what happened, I naively believed that with cameras operating inside the school the killer would not be able to continue assassinating students without being discovered, however the murdered mocked me by killing two students despite the cameras being there, leaving me with a clear message that if there is the slightest chance of one of my plans failing he will find it and will rub my face in it just like it happened.
-Specialist: Sir, are you alright?
-Guty: When the classes end for the day install an independent power source in each camera, so this doesn't happen again, I also want a secondary power source in case that fails as well.
-Specialist: Yes sir
Once I am done giving out instructions to the specialists I go back quietly to the school.
-Guty: Damn bastard…
I was on my way back to the school when a black automobile caught my attention…, a Ford Thunderbird, first generation to be exact, that car was made by Ford Motor Company between 1955-1997, it is considered to be a luxury car and nowadays it is very difficult to obtain, it is possible that it was imported for a substantial sum, this can't be the car of a regular person. Whoever is in there must be someone really important…; I continue with my way discretely looking over to the car, it appears that there are two men chatting aboard, however the dark tinted glass of the vehicle does not allow me to distinguish the faces of the people inside, I will have to hide in the entrance of the school to observe from afar and see if its someone related to the school or simple chance that a car like that is parked there…
-Guty: A very remote chance I would say…?
I hide behind the school wall just outside the range of vision of the vehicle, then I pretend to be using my cellphone but only to use it as a mirror and observe the car from its blind spot, a couple of seconds will suffice to identify them…
-Guty: It's been 20 minutes now…
I check my watch to calculate the time elapsed from the vehicle being just parked there, then I look at the sides and notice I am the only one in the front yard of the school, I do not think it would be a good idea to remain here for much longer, otherwise the killer could locate me and plan something, although leaving here without knowing who is inside that car is not an option, seems that the topic discussed in there is of the upmost interest now that the chat has elongated this much.
-Hey Guty, so here you are.
-Guty: Hmm? Is that you Akasha…
-Akasha: After you disappeared, I did not see you again, class started, and the teacher sent me to look for you.
-Guty: I'm sorry I had an important phone call to make
-Akasha: Come on! The teacher is waiting.
-Guty: Yeah, I'm coming…
So then I am forced to leave the area, Akasha and I are heading over to the classroom as fast as we can but I manage to look back ang get a glance with my cellphone at the mysterious vehicle, perhaps there is nothing wrong, but what happened today will surely not be ignored so at the end of the day I will ask the specialists to install cameras on the street and also on the surroundings of the school, maybe there is something going on that we should know, but for the moment I think that the installation of the cameras will be enough.
-Akasha: Hurry Guty! Class is about to be over.
-Guty: Yeah, yeah, I know.
Meanwhile, at some distance from the school in the mysterious vehicle, an obscure exchange of information was being carried out, about the terrible secrets that hide beneath the impeccable facade of the prestigious university,
-So, he is not yet able to discover the master mind behind the murders in the school.
-Principal: Not yet but as I mentioned earlier, he is inquiring to much in other matters…, I think it could be dangerous, Mr. Minister.
-Minister: in that case we would need to take him out, one agent more one agent less, it would go unnoticed to Interpol, after all a great number of them have died already because of the murderer, if this supposed agent Guty dies, they will believe it was the killer and the crime will go unpunished.
Strong declarations are made by one of the Japanese government ministers while he smokes one of his cigars, he observes the reaction of the principal, then breaks the silence with a precise and clear order.
-Minister: You will have to kill him yourself.
-Principal: Me? But sir he is a trained agent, he could end my life if I attempted against his.
-Minister: He will never see it coming, after all you have been supporting him throughout his mission, he will suspect nothing and when he does, he will be already dead.
-Principal: It is still not an easy thing to digest.
-Minister: Don't worry, take all the time you need to think about it, but if he finds out about the use of resources towards the harvest of super-entrepreneurs, believe me someone will find your corpse at the side of the river.
-Principal: …
Upon finishing his cigar, he extends his hand towards a small compartment in the vehicle from where he pulls out a bottle of wine and two glass cups in which he pours down the drink…
-Minister: Now that they have discovered the benzodiazepine in the food, we must find a way to continue medicating the students, otherwise the school will become a mental hospital.
-Principal: I am considering pouring it in the water bottles.
-Minister: I like your idea, locate a bottler, send me the address and I will take care of the rest.
-Principal: I will send you the information this evening.
-Minister: Very well… Any word from the head cook of the school?
-Principal: She is still missing with no trace; I will let you know if I receive any news.
-Minister: Maybe next time that we see her will be at the side of the river, she knows too much to be walking around freely.
-Principal: I understand…, do not worry, I will inform you as soon as she appears.
-Minister: Good, I hope that on our next meeting you will let me know the method you used to kill that agent…
When he finishes this sentence, he opens the door of the car indicating the Principal that it is time to go back to work; he understands that's his queue and proceeds to descend with much caution from the vehicle.
-Principal: Have a good day sir…
The car quietly slips away from the place, while the principal remains observing it leave with his gaze lost in space, it appears that he did not expect things would take a turn like this, unfortunately once you have descended into the mud it is impossible not to stain yourself, <
-Principal: I warned you agent… just… do… your… job, now here are the consequences…
Class continues its course and so break time arrives, as I am used to, I climb to the rooftop to calmly enjoy my lunch, the weather is nice, despite the clouds the day is not as cold as I would expect; I take a bite out of one of my burritos while I contemplate the slow movement of the clouds…
-Akasha: Everything alright? You are very quiet…
-Guty: no… es just that I was thinking about this morning.
-Akasha: oh… I see, I would rather not think about it.
Maybe because they've been medicating them for so long or they have experienced this so many times already that they have become numb to the constant killings, I have noticed that witnessing a scene so disturbing, traumatizes and scars the students, however they get over those horror scenes pretty quickly, which amazes me, if I remember correctly, the principal told me that they had psychological help for the students, I think I should pay a visit to this person and scope out the place for any possible threats.
-Guty: Akasha, do you know where the psychologist office is?
-Akasha: Yeah, it's on the second floor next to the stairs, want me to walk you there?
-Guty: After we are finished eating.
-Akasha: Alright.
When we finished our meals we peacefully headed over to the psychologist office, if my memory serves the last time I came here he had gone early, I hope this time I will be able to meet him, if I analyze him carefully the job that this man has may be the most favorable for manipulating the students, since he is an educated person that knows his way around the mind and the subconsciousness, if he uses his knowledge to manipulate the traumas of the students he will easily convert them in his puppets which he will make dance with just a snap from his fingers.
-Guty; Have you ever been to the psychologist?
-Akasha: When you first get here, they send you there to assess your mental health.
-Guty: I see… and what do you make of him?
-Akasha: He is a very interesting person.
-Guty: Interesting…
When we finally arrive at the office, I can clearly see a sign that reads "Open", it would seem that he is inside.
-Akasha: Want me to wait for you?
-Guty: No, it's fine, I'll see you later.
-Akasha: Alright.
Once she walks away, I knock on the door to see if he is in fact in there, in that moment the door slowly opens and I walk in, afterwards the door closes and behind it I find an overweight old man that seems to be the psychologist, I must admit that I am amazed by his appearance, he really is old.
-Psychologist: How may I help you, son?
His fragile voice makes me remember the old agent Smith who retired a couple of months ago from Interpol.
-Guty: It's just that all this happening at school really is taking a toll on me.
-Psychologist: I see, take a seat please.
With his trembling hands he points to the chair in front of his desk, afterwards he slowly walks towards his own and sits down.
-Psychologist: How do you feel? Tell me how everything around you makes you feel.
We begin our talk about my supposed anguish and desperation, in which I tell him how mortified I am because of the situation in the classroom, to which he responds with various tips and recommendations to manage the adversity that I am going through. As things stand, I find nothing special about his therapy and besides, due to his old age he constantly repeats the same questions.
-Guty: Thank you for everything, I am feeling better now.
-Psychologist: It's my pleasure son, come back whenever you need and have a good day.
Quite a disappointment, truth be told I was hoping that this encounter would be more revealing, but in a case as complicated as this, one cannot expect things would clarify so fast. Without losing another second, I get up from my chair and extend my hand to say goodbye to the old man for his time.
-Guty: May you have a good day sir.
-Psychologist: I am sorry to not shake your hand, but I suffer from rheumatoid arthritis.
-Guty: Wow… I am sorry to hear that.
-Psychologist: Not to worry son, farewell.
-Guty: Thank you for your time.
After a brief farewell words, I leave the office, it is sad that with the course of time, some people suffer from illnesses such as rheumatoid arthritis, if my memory serves it is one of the forms of arthritis that is detected most frequently in people of the third age. It can affect all articulations, causing swelling of the cartilage and the synovial membrane around the joints of the bones. It is an autoimmune decease in which antibodies are produced against the hosts organism. The main symptoms consist of swelling and pain, especially in the joints of hands and feet as well as deformation of the affected regions and the loss of mobility. The pharmacological treatment is based on the administration of anti-inflammatory, corticosteroids and immunosuppressant drugs depending on the gravity of the affectation. Most of the problems or illnesses that come with old age are due to the irresponsibility with which we treat our body during youth.
-Guty: Best to be careful.
-Hey, aren't you the one who came into my office the other day?
In that moment the nurse of the school crossed my path as I was peacefully walking towards my classroom.
-Guty: Yes, it's me.
-Nurse: Have you had any illness of late?
-Guty: Fortunately, not, I am very well, thank you for asking.
-Nurse: I am glad to hear that, shouldn't you be in class right now?
-Guty; Yes, I was just coming back from the psychologist's office, I was feeling a bit disturbed.
-Nurse: You went to see old James, that man has enough problems treating himself.
-Guty: yeah, he seems quite old.
-Nurse: We suggested retiring last year but he says he wants to keep going for another 5 years, surely, he's got nothing to do at home.
-Guty: A man in his age is only looking for something to keep him busy.
-Nurse: Yeah, he's been with us for 5 years, he came in two years after the last psychologists resigned.
-Guty: There was another one?
-Nurse: That's right, his name was Brandon Miller, a very interesting man.
-Guty: What made him so interesting?
-Nurse: You see… he is only 27 years old; he had worked 3 years in one of the most secure prisons of the United States, giving therapy and rehab to dangerous killers, one would always have the most exciting conversations with him.
-Guty: Wow… how interesting… Do you know why he resigned?
-Nurse: He resigned when the first incident happened in class 3D, he got really scared and left as fast as he could from the school, apparently, he was a bit scared about the murders.
-Guty: So, he resigned when the first murder happened… thank you very much for the information, I will go back to class now, have a good day,
-Nurse: You too, take care.
Filled with excitement I walk away from the area as if I was heading to the classroom, what a convincing speech, if there is a possible murderer it could very well be that Brandon, although unfortunately there is an enormous contradiction in the middle of all this, how could he be killing students if he does not work here anymore?
-Guty: It's impossible…. There is no way that he would commit all those murders in these years without even working here…
This was like a car that speeds up fast and all the sudden crashes on a post... there is no way he could do that… and if there was, he would have to be directly involved with some school business.
-Guty; Damnit…
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