If only I could find the right base to neutralize the Perazine Acid

With black eyes and a worn-out body, Sora decided to call it a night. But of course, by that time it was already 6:00 am.

Guess I’m staying here.

A seat was pulled up, and the windows closed shut. The Nightmares hadn’t visited in a while; extreme fatigue drowned them out.

Oh my, how could I have forgotten?

Mrs. Cage was working on an anti-aging tablet before her passing. But instead of making you look young, you’d literally age in reverse i.e. combating their aging disease by having a chemical working inversely thus it would enable them to age normally. She had already performed great acts of scientific largesse, but this was to be her scholastic breakthrough. It was her mom’s greatest work, and Sora hoped to emulate her.

Sleep was no longer a priority. A glimpse at the clock was a clear indication that their father was still at work. With the celebrations going on and him being distracted, this would be a perfect time to sneak into his office and finally get those files that he’s been hiding for the longest while now.

The little scientist dashed home determined and defiant.

-Okay, it's 6:30. If he follows his regular routine, he will be home in about two hours.

Up the stairs, past Tora’s room, who was out cold from last night and straightaway down the hall to the last room on the left lied his private office.

Wow, here it is, I’m really going to do this, this time!

Inside the small but well-kept office space, the musky waft of dust and old papers embellished the room’s unwelcoming state. Despite that, the bookshelf was neatly kept, and the computer desk was as tidy as ever. It was evident that this room had not been used in a while.

– If I were Dad, where would I put mom’s stuff?

Mrs. Cage was very entrenched in her work but somehow always managed to put on an Ostentatious display of her love for her family. A superwoman at both work and home, she acquired the nickname Omnipo-mom.

It’s sad that she is longer with them. Ever since that day, Mr. Cage has always kept his children at arm’s length. Never sitting down to eat, always back late from work, sometimes never and only keeps up appearances in the public’s eye.

After searching for a while, Sora became edgy at her ineffective methods of espionage.

Wait a minute... Dad’s safe has got to be in here.

After rummaging in every corner, leaving no stones unturned, the little black safe revealed itself. But after several combinations attempts, the safe would not budge. Sora calmed down and took a moment to reflect. Then, slowly began punching in the numerical equivalent for ‘EMMA’.

*Punching in codes* 5.13.13.1 CLICK

Yes, I knew it!

It opened, and a large dossier fell out. Just as suspected, in the end, he used their mother's name to protect his dearest belongings. Sora began to search in anticipation. While scanning folders and opening documents with great accuracy and speed, Sora froze in disbelief.

-What’s this… Government file doing here?

…slowly the pins were removed and the file was open.

“Oh my God…”

“Just what do you think you’re doing?”

Sora looked up to see the man forward-facing but could not recognize him.

“You monster…”