Chapter 9

Years ago...

"You know my mom said she found someone who can cure me! Do you wanna know what's the cure?" Gianna said while Rev was washing her hair. 

"That light some candle."

"Hey!" She said with a firm voice. 

"What? Your mother is a Catholic."

"HA HA, very funny. She said that I just-" Someone cut her words off.

"Just get a new bone or something." 

"Would you just let me speak, I know you are annoying me just for your pleasure. And it's really funny, the cure. Because it's not something that I have ever heard. She said that I should convince this person that I don't like you." And as the words came out Rev radius of listening to Gianna's audio shrunk. Not liking me? Coming back to Gianna, she said a lot of things that seem to phased out and if he asks her again maybe she'll be mad. 

"Can you believe this? Mom brought some black magic-person, I swear. She is driving me crazy. All because I couldn't express myself good enough to her, she keeps blaming herself. And up to that she is doctor. She doesn't understand she couldn't become a mother enough for me first. What kind of woman is insecure about mother to find out about she almost... " She hesitated a little. "How come I can never say this confidently even when I was the victim. From past 3 years I have once thought of this..." her tears started to brim up the void of air in front of her eyesight, the lump in the throat was heavy, but was stinging so much that it could pierce through her heart. "Why does it always have to be mom...?"

A few years later....

"Hi!" A new face with descriptive features and almost a familiar vibe. 

"Hello, ma'am."

"On don't be so formal, Rev. The name is Taabitha. Hope that I get lots of work out of you." She said and the sphere of listening faded away.

It was 'welcome party' day for Rev. He just joined the lab. Maybe a week ago, so possibly, "The person who greeted now was director here. But she said her name was Taabitha that's exactly the same name Gianna said when someone asked to cure her. And..." With a long strong glare on Taabitha's face landed and then Rev had a realization. This woman is what Gianna explained.

'Yeah, she met me at the park, saying something about time, and she will cure me. Just follow you real desire. And what now, but for her cooked up brain, she seems quite normal. I'm trying to be racist but her Asian features were delicate, I don't know why sell this cheap tricks, maybe she a shaman? What do you said.' He remembered this conversation for a very long time. Because this person just want Gianna say with the purest intention to not to like him, which was, of course, impossible. All the moments they shared and blah-blah.

To remember that day, he was feeding Gianna at her bed. And Gianna went to every detailed explanation of this woman she met at the park. Also, adding to it, 'If you meet her, maybe she might come to you to convince you or something.... Well, because how persistent she is, you should at least how she looked.' Then to meet the same person and not any other description to assemble around, Rev spend another 3 years not focusing on real work and to investigate the woman he called director. 

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For 28 years of work, it was way too obvious for Rev to recognize who comes with what intention to him. Dario was just a kid to his eyes, who thinks that associating himself with Rev maybe he can use it to any advantage to climb up the ladder. And for the investigation he did out of 25 years, he knows that he can trust none.

In a world, where even the scenery outside looks fake, who can he turn to trust. Or do he need to?

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"With the meeting  board we impose disciplinary action against, Rev XXXX, that he will not have his own lab and won't conduct any support to any current project he is working on."  

"Did you know, he almost killed the director's assistant."

"Was it Bridget, I suppose. Well, she's in jail. Yep the dungeon one. Damn!"

"I heard he even went after Taabitha. Can we really keep him here?" 

In the white labs and lights over pouring themselves. It was not at all a torture for Rev to move around freely. With all interest he possessed-in for himself was pouring off in words of other. Rev knows what will happen to the possibility for time travel and meet Gianna. He also know that out of four women at work at least two were ready to kill him. And he did something that under the law and order of these ugly lab white walls couldn't forgive. He tried eliminating the imposter himself.