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I can't get back to sleep, my limbs hurt and I still feel the adrenalin flowing though my body.
I try to pull my limbs toward my centre.
What! I force my eyes open.
What the hell! My limbs have been retrained to a medical gurney. I knew or even hoped that my father had something to do with this but after what I did it could be the program covering it trail.
Just in case I die I should try and document this because “these who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it”, so I'm sorry everyone, I should have told you.
Yesterday we stitched into a body that we believed helped Stinger and was shot though the heart. We stitched into him and I saw a red baseball cap and a note “if you want to find me don't tell them” at a school called St. Mary. I told the team to investigate his home and once the day was over and Camile had passed out, I when to the school, hacking into a car to get there because I could not risk anyone knowing where I was going.
I reach the school to thankful see that there was a gala going on so I pretend to be one of the parents and shit talk my way in. After an investigation of the school I found a poster advertising a Mathematics competition with dots over it but it turned out to be a version of the knock knock code, it read “meet me at Grace Community Hospital”.
I follow the lead to an abandon hospital where Marta was there, she gives me a piece of paper says something salty and tell me that if any one knows about this appointment people will die. Marta and I split ways and I read the note it asks me to go to a privet clinic near china town at 7am.
I get back home to see Camile sitting on the sofa with 2 glasses of wine and she was crying. I know I should help her but I was why too tired so I say some rubbish about if she was okay blah blah blah blah blah.
In the morning I told Camile that I had the flu and she ran off. I waited a bit then when to the clinic, where there was a doctor. He told me that I was down for my stitches to be replaced, a huge hint that who ever is behind it knew about the program.
I was walked down into the morgue.
That when I knew. I knew it was my father. I was in the room where it all started, where my life-the world changed.
I looked round the room to see -
I can smell sandalwood.....