A few hours later...
Jones arrives at the house of the jorneralist "Emma rockheart", it seemed that she lived in a house. Jones gets out of the cab, browses his pockets for money and heads then to the driver. After the driver drives off, jones calmly walks up to the stairs towards the door, and gently rings the bell.
Ting.. tong.. the bell rung!
"Who is this!", said all familiar voice.
"Its–it's me, well I.. I guess it's didn't get the time for my introduction, but I'm.. I'm Jones, the.. the lost kid!?", says jones awkwardly.
The door opens, emma walks out," Um.. hey.. sorry for the questioning!"
"Oh ah no.. no its just that I didn't really introduce myself at first so its okay", says jones.
"Oh no problem.. no problem— come in, come in", says emma inviting jones in.
Jones walks in the house, goes where emma leads him.
At the dining room is where jones was instructed to sit. He waits patiently for the jorneralist as he's got to tell some secrets.
The journalist comes in with tea, sits down, offers the tea, and starts the talk.
"So.. are you.. comfortable with me interviewing you?", asks Emma.
"Yes.. but in have something to tell you emma!", says jones.
"What do you want to tell me?", asks Emma.
"Just.. just.. promise me you'll believe me!", says jones.
"Uh.. of.. ofcourse I would believe you, after all you've been through a lot", says emma.
Jones takes a deep breath,"okay.. but.. but wait, clo–clo.. close all the windows first!"
"What..wait what!", says emma shocked and confused.
She tell jones that there is nothing listening to him here.
But jones argues back, and forcefully shuts down the windows by himself.
Outside.. zack with from afar, in different clothing and a different setup.
"Hm.. let's see where this all goes!"
Inside.. Jones sits down, the journalist asks the problem, jones starts talking about his dreams.
Nightmares.. his visions, all of it.
Emma listens interestingly, rethinking about what she had heard..
"Listen emma, I dont know what you've been fed, but its–its all lies", says jones.
Emma reaches for jones shoulder, places her hand on it, and says "look, jones I.. I dont think you're well, I think you should... should um.. get.. get checked".
Jones looks at her, with his tired eyes, helpless face, "you dont believe me, do you?"
"No.. no.. its not like.. like that, its just that am having a hard time digesting this information!", says emma reassuring him.
"I know, I knew you wouldn't believe me, afterall it is very strange!", says jones hopelessly.
"I..I‐gulps.. I think we should continue this talk some other time", says emma trying not to break his trust.
"You know, I.. I– I think I should leave!", says jones in disappointment.
All of this, and for nothing. After jones leaves the house, emma takes a moment to think everything through, by the looks of it everything she heard was straight up bullshit but those eyes of his told a farther truth, his cries, that day at the library when he was looking for books.
She pulls out old newspapers, headings, news, anything for a lead. At the end she finds nothing, the only conclusion that was onfront of her was that all of this does not come as true, emma tried to digest this, but every point lead to one conclusion.
She tried but couldn't see why jones didn't tell her, or was that the absolute truth, she in her room thought about his words deeply, the way he told her that all of this information that she was fed was not true.
She heavily confused, not knowing which truth to choose. In her bed, she thought till she slept, after the night, in the morning, when she woke up, she found strange red arrows with random alphabets on it, leading to the side of her bedroom where her work-bench usually resides, there a note. Written read on it, emma opens the note and to her surprise, a password, with something that resembles of a website url, on the last of the note it said, "this is your last chance to find out the truth".
All of this was too much for her, she throws the paper, to take care of herresponsibilities, the note left emptied up infront of her the whole day, and night. At last emma grew curious of the note throughput the day, about what the truth actually is, she picks up the note and sits at her desk, opens her laptop and finally browses the url.
On her entering the url carefully, she gets welcomed by a very familiar department, "The bio - hazard crop", she Exclaimed. Only one thing was left out the password, but no username?
She goes back'n forth for the username but ends up with nothing, another missing piece!
But wait, she is clever, and smart, she checks back at those arrows from earlier, and they were indeed hiding a clue, she sets all the alphabets together, random order one at a time, and logs in.
There it was, the site was opened to her, she couldn't believe was she was seeing, all of this in one day felt unreal.
She was excited, but more and more curious about everything else.
Emma hovers over all the contents, towards the research, and clicks on it.
A long list of research appears that made emma almost puke, the discovery was massive, though she didn't have the authority/rank to look at the subject information.
NEED — AUTHORIZATION — FOR INFORMATION.
Research subject 0–0–1: Human - mutant // HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL- Admin required - LOCKED - discontinued!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Research subject 1–0–1: Lizard - mutant // LOCKED - discontinued!
Research subject 1–0–2: Spider - mutant // LOCKED - failed!
Research subject 1–0–3 : human - evolution // LOCKED - on going!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Research subject 0–0–1.5 : The brain:HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL- Admin required - LOCKED - discontinued!
The list went on...
Emma did browse.. not knowing what they are,
Emma did not know what she was looking there so she closed the list.
Emma shocked, she clicks on the test subject reports... but they dont open.
Then ...
—— CASE // Zombie bio‐evolution research - victim: jones #^£&# ——
Catches her eye, she clicks on it and it opens.
The video was forwarded by the fbi, to the bio - hazard corp.
The bio - hazard corp is a corporation made solely on the research on human evolution, and changes in zombie behaviour, plus evolution, given the task to resolve issues regarding zombies, and developing bio - weapons for protection, this is the corp that built the ai powered machines in order to fight for the intruder zombies, or the infected.
Their jobs are simple, research, develop, and protect.
But somehow, someone as ordinary as a journalist got her hands on that kind of information.