Chapter 3 The guards

In his dream he was in an eerie mysterious cave, "Like the cave in the article!" he thought. He tried to move but his legs were stuck to the ground. He then heard whispers coming from every corner. His head was swimming and he was dazed as he tried to collect his thoughts but his brain was having it. He tried to call out to the voices but not even a peep came out of his mouth.

He woke up, gasping for air. Almost as if he had almost drowned but had managed to return to the Earth's surface. Where was he? He could see many tubes sprouting of his body and could see frantic men and women scrambling around. When they realized he was awake, their mouths were open, staring at him. Trying his best to speak, he opened his mouth and croaked, "What happened to me?"

A big burly man who seemed like the head of the team stepped forward and said, in his deep voice, "You, my child, have survived a death that was inevitable. Tomorrow you will be all over the news for this so five United Nations guards have been sent to protect you from the press" Just as he said this five tall muscely men appeared as if out of thin air. they had tough and mean looking faces and had legally permitted guns that were not loaded but were held to strike fear in the journalist's faces. But Akihaba knew something was wrong, no company would send guards to a useless boy like him, especially not a company which made rules and had such power that countries had to follow.

Akihaba was a smart kid. He could tell when something was wrong. They were there for a reason and he was going to find out why.