"Tuesday 15 June 2010
Tomorrow we will start a new experiment. We will use a talisman of dark energy brought by some agents belonging to the department. They found it at the base of an organization that was engaged in the illegal trade of dark energy. Energy that they obtained by extracting blood from dozens of psychis against their will. We'll start simple; we'll subject him to different types of scenarios in order to put him under as much stress as possible. From there, we'll measure how he behaves”.
"Friday 18 June 2010
I feel a bit sick. After several days of experimenting with the talisman, my body and mind were affected. It is strange. Although I had no direct contact with the dark energy, I feel as if my insides are rotting. Leaving that aside for now, with the help of the talisman, we mapped the residual dark energy flow. Some dark energy used by psychis, when walking or using their powers, floats in the environment, in this city it is much more noticeable. That energy doesn't just end up wandering around the universe, as it was thought to do. It seems to move through several specific points in the city, where all that mass–produced by the more than four million psychis is concentrated. One of those points, but on a tiny scale, is this talisman. I feel very bad when I'm near this thing, but it may help us discover something very important”.
"Monday June 21 2010
These last few nights I had several horrible nightmares. In them, my wife and daughter.... No, rather, all the psychis I know were committing horrible acts. Brutal murders, terrorist acts and many other repulsive things. It must be the influence of that talisman, because that would never happen... Wouldn't it? That doesn't make sense. Why would I see things like that because of dark energy, when I haven't had direct contact with it?
I can't turn to my family. Every time I come home and am greeted by my wife, I see only the horrible acts she commits in my dreams, what's my fault? It felt so real. I'm having a hard time telling what's real".
"Tuesday 22 June 2010
One of the scientists who work with me in the department showed me a tape of one of the experiments we did with the talisman last Saturday. In that experiment, we put the object between two sheets of element 347 to put pressure on it. Element 347, being the only material that does not degrade when in contact with dark energy, managed to break the talisman after producing a force of 6000 newton’s. On the tape, I can see how a fragment of the object goes into my head. I suspect that since then there is a link from the talisman to my head and that I have been constantly receiving dark energy from my wife and daughter. This may explain my increasingly emaciated body. Also, the multiple nightmares I have suffered these last few days. I can use this as study material”.
"Thursday 24 June 2010
I'm having a hard time sleeping. I don't know why I write here anymore. I think it's the only way I find to unburden myself. Talking to my family has become impossible. Not because they won't listen to me or ignore what I say, but because seeing their faces makes me nauseous. Looking at them, I see death in person. They are coming for me. I can no longer distinguish reality from these nightmares. What the hell am I thinking? I don't know. Everything is losing meaning. Concepts are slipping out of my head. Please let this end soon. I will strive to remove the dark energy from my body”.
"Saturday 26 June 2010
What is real and what is not? Dark energy is death. There is no doubt about that. Death, death, die. Please die. Leave me alone. Get out of my head. The dark energy is killing me. No... My family is killing me. Every day, every second I'm around them, is hell. I must keep working, to heal myself".
"Tuesday 29 June 2010
If I don't do something soon, I will die. I don't want to die. I tried hundreds of things to get this out of my head, but I didn't succeed. When I'm at home, I'm bombarded by death. I don't understand it. I don't understand dark energy. If I don't find a viable way to save myself, I'm going to have to do something crazy".
"Wednesday 30 June 2010
Today it will be. Please g0d, I am sure you will forgive me, I am sure you will protect them".
Emily closed the notebook immediately after she finished reading. Many feelings were swirling around. Her doubts about what happened that night disappeared, but in return there was a deep pain. She thought he was right about one thing: dark energy is death. She began to remember what had happened that night, no.... She began to feel the same thing she felt that night when she slammed her elbow against the cupboard. That electricity coursing through her arm. This time, that current flowed outward. When she realized that, she saw a sphere in her hand. It was the size of his palm. She held it tightly and her mind began to gradually shut down. All the negative feelings she had when she finished reading that notebook began to flow outwards and her vision began to blur until it went dark. Before she lost consciousness completely, she heard the sound of breaking glass.
Part seven.
New Delta, a small piece of land away from the city center. It was planned to be a commercial suburb, but the project was abandoned by the current mayor. The two–storey buildings were gradually taken over by criminal gangs. Drug trafficking, human trafficking, clandestine fights. Called the dark underbelly of the city, it keeps the neon lights out and the human corruption in.
In the middle of one of the streets of that filthy place, walked a doctor. He wore a white lab coat over his suit.
It was strange to see someone dressed like that in that place, and even more so at two in the morning, but there were not many passers–by. Most of the people in the area were crowded into the windowless buildings.
Soon the doctor realized that something strange was going on. In front of him walked a girl no more than 17 years old, disoriented, seemingly not knowing where she was going. As she staggered around trying not to fall, behind her were several people on the floor. They seemed to be suffering from an electric shock. When he returned his gaze to the girl, he saw that in her hands were dark violet spheres. "Psychi eh... But what are you doing here?" he whispered. The doctor reached his right hand into the left sleeve of his dressing gown. From there he pulled out some rectangular envelopes of a platy color, brighter than mercury.
Each envelope had, on one of the short sides, a needle. He was about to throw the envelopes at the girl, but at that moment he was distracted by her wailing. He tried to decipher the soft words she was saying, but received a shock from the spheres in the girl's hands. The doctor was pushed backwards. He took advantage of the flight to turn around before landing on the ground and threw the spheres, which ended up hitting various parts of the girl's body.
She fell unconscious almost immediately.
Part eight.
Emily opened her eyes. When she did, she did not see the familiar wooden planks on the ceiling of her room, only concrete blocks with damp stains and leaks. She was lying on a stretcher and, on her body, several probes were attached.
Looking to the side, she saw several machines and instrumentation similar to what you would see in a hospital room. The door began to open and a boy no more than 17 years old walked in. Shoulder–length golden hair, huge dark circles under his light blue eyes.
He carried a cardboard cup of coffee of a famous brand in his hand. He sat on a stool next to the gurney. Emily was restless because she didn't know where he was and who this boy was.
Noticing her awakening, the boy made a surprised face and spoke in a sleepy voice.
—Oh, you woke up! I guess you have no idea what's going on. Welcome to the Hecker Clinic. My name is Bill; I'm the brother of the doctor in charge named Leonard. Here we treat people who have problems with the gangs in the lower town. My brother found you in a troubled situation.
—I don't remember anything. I just remember that I was with my mother and at one point electricity came out of me and... No, something had happened before...
Emily managed to remember everything she had read in that notebook and what happened to her mother. Nausea began to fill her throat and as she tried to move, Bill stopped her.
—Moving in your present condition is dangerous. Your body is filled with element 347. That inhibits dark energy from reaching the brain, so you'll be weak for a while. My brother had to jab you with that stuff because you were blindly attacking anyone you came across, even though the area you were in wasn't a bad idea, you never know when you might have killed someone innocent or self–destructed. He hasn't diagnosed you with anything yet, you may simply have had a psychotic break.
—Did I really do all that? —She commented in anguish, "I still have to go and check on my mother! She was in a very bad way when I lost consciousness.
Emily tried again to get up, but Bill held her shoulder, preventing her. He let out a sigh of resignation and continued talking to her.
—Relax —he said—.we did some research on you, Emily Williams. We went to your house to see if we could talk to someone about what happened to you, and we noticed something strange, the door was open and there were several lights on even though it was already daylight. We went in worried that you had attacked your family and, we saw how she was. We brought her here; she's in the next room. I suppose you live alone with her, don't you?
—Yes, she's the only person I have. I didn't attack her, did I?
—No, but the situation is not to be celebrated. So as not to make unnecessary drama, I'll just tell you: Your mother has dark energy phase shift dementia.
—What's that? Can your brother cure her? —Emily said in a thin voice.
—No, her mind is completely and irreversibly disconnected from reality. My brother keeps her fully sedated, even though he doesn't think she's having a violent outbreak like you.
Emily bit her lower lip in frustration. Bill held her chin to keep her from looking down.
—But I know a way to keep it from ending like this. But it will require your full cooperation.
—That's fine. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to save my mother. —Emily said, clenching her fists as tightly as she could.
—It's weird that you're so quick to trust me. I could be using her as an excuse to take advantage of you. —He scratched his cheek, after pulling away from Emily a little.
—tell me what other choice I have. I'm already here, totally helpless, after I've been attacking people. I'll just close my eyes and trust the method you have.
—I understand. We recently discovered something that was thought to be a myth, the Eyre stones.
—¿... Eyre stones?
—Yes, they are objects created from the flow of residual dark energy. When a psychi uses his power, walks, exercises or does any other activity, he releases dark energy in small amounts. It was believed that this energy was simply lost to the universe, but it turned out not to be so. Your father discovered that this energy is concentrated at various points in the city, in objects, more precisely, those are the Eyre stones. It is known that there are only three of them, two of them have already been found, but their possessors were killed. Now it is not known in whose hands they are, and one has yet to be found.
—Was my father's research published?
—No. Someone in the D.C.O.E. leaked it. Never found out who it was, though. A boy we managed to save from a mercenary attack told us everything. Apparently he was an informant for the country's largest criminal organization, "The Last Light", but when he discovered the nature of those stones, he betrayed them.
Emily pursed her mouth in disgust. Her father lost his mind, attacked his family and ended up dead for discovering all that, and they simply threw that information to the scavengers in the city, she couldn't forgive that. Bill ignored his feelings and tried to continue.
—The important thing is that with that amount of dark energy, with the strength of all the psychis in the city, you could ask for anything. With those stones, you could save your mother. But in order to do that, you'll have to take out the current possessors, because apparently these stones fuse with her body.
—I don't know how to fight. I don't even know if I can control my powers.
—Don't worry about that. I know someone who can help you control your powers, so you can fight. Your ability is to control electromagnetism, so you'll learn quickly.
—Okay... —I guess. I still don't know why you want to help me, but like I said, I have no choice. I'll look for the Eyre stones. For my mother, for me, and for my father as well. To reverse the damage the dark energy has done to my family.
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