51 Blissful Nigh (1/2)

Sandra Bullock opens her eyes slowly and stares at the ceiling above.

Warm electric lighting streams down her face and washes over her nakedness in response.

It is far more gentler than the indifferent winds from another world.

Even if her body has been healed completely thanks to my power, her mind has not – yet.

Sandra remembers every little details of what she has suffered in days passed.

Every slash, cut and whip pierces into her memory.

Just recalling them cause her mind to break down a little bit more.

A normal person from this time and space would have been driven insane or on the verge of insanity.

They have taken their comfort and luxury for granted.

”Who are you really, Mr. Maxwell?”

Sandra asks softly once her eyes met mine.

The unrelenting darkness within those once beautiful eyes could be seen.

”Would you believe me if I say that I am from the future?”

My lips forms a small smile.

There is no need to lie to her since she will either not remember or become a part of my harem.

I prefer the latter as it allows me to share things with her more freely.

It is also becoming difficult to keep track of what everyone knows and does not know, especially when you literally have several thousands of people working for you.

Jennifer Aniston doesn't know what I can do yet, but she will soon.

I don't really have time to terrorize her, so I will use a different mean.

She also hasn't done anything that warrant an extreme method. She is with her father right now in one of the medical centre owned by Infinite Health.

”Yes.”

Sandra nods lightly and closes her eyes.

For all she has seen and experienced, it is not hard to believe.

While Sandra does not keep up to date with the current affairs and technology progresses in the world, she knows for a fact that men cannot turn invisible, people do not come back from the dead, satellite cannot be built within a hour and duplicated in seconds, and much more important, it is impossible to heal her body without extensive medical care.

Her body does not feels like it is her body anymore, as it has not gone through what she had.

The pains she feels is still there, lingering deep in her mind, tormenting her.

They are just not visibly shown on her body physically.

Her mind and body are not in sync with one another, giving her this odd feeling of ghostly detachment.

The feeling will pass, eventually.

”I can make you forget, Miss Bullock. Everything that you have been through and experienced will just be gone like it is a bad dream. But the choice is entirely up to you. I believe that pains and sufferings strengthen a person and their resolve. They becomes stronger and better than before. The bigger the obstacle, the greater you will be.”

I break the long silence.

If it wasn't for what I had gone through, I would constantly be in doubt and second guessing all of my actions.

In truth, I did breakdown for a while and drown myself in my helplessness.

However, I did pick myself up eventually and overcome my adversity to become who I am today.

My mind is clear. My conscience does not question itself.

Sandra opens her eyes again. The darkness within diminishes slightly. She will be able to get pass this seemingly insurmountable obstacle.

”Is this what you do when you don't want people to remember what you have done?”

Sandra knows that I must have something to do with what had happened to her.

How could I not when I appear just moments before she is killed in a world beyond her understanding?

She is not a naive person, dreaming about knight in shiny armour, coming to her rescue.

No, everything that have happened, happens for a reason.

Nothing in the world is truly a coincidence.

When a person miraculously appears to save you from what should be an impossible situation, it is far more than likely that the said person is the mastermind.

Or at least, that person must have something to do with your suffering.

I chuckle at her accusation.

”If you must know, Miss Bullock, there are things that people should not remember, and there are things they must remember before they are punished for their sins. I will not apologize for what had happened to you. I admit that it is somewhat my responsibility since I am the indirect cause, but do you blame others for everything that happens in your life? Or do you find a way to solve your problem and move on?”

Sandra takes a moment to think.

Deep down, she knows that I am right.

Blaming others is very easy, but it does not solve anything.

”Like I have said, Miss Bullock. The choice is up to you. You can forget everything that had happened and continue on with your life. You will never have to come face to face with what is hidden beneath the world you live in. Ignorance is a gift, so enjoy it while you can.”

I continue with a smile.

Sandra closes her eyes once more, fighting against the weariness as well as getting some rest.

”What other choice do I have, Mr. Maxwell? You did not bring me here to wipe my mind. You could have done that back there alongside with everyone else. You want something from me, don't you?”

Sandra asks calmly.

Even without looking at me and revealing her expression, she has grown a little as a person.

Whether she has made up her mind about keeping her experience and overcoming it on her willpower and spirit is still undecided.

”Of course, I do, Miss Bullock. Everyone does for one thing or another. But like I have offered you so many days ago, I want you to come and work for me, as my exclusive actress. The offer is still stand, but do understand that my patience is not limitless.”

I pause.

”You will find that there are great benefits and advantageous in working for me. What those are, I will tell you in due time. At least when the world change for the better and countries are the thing of the past, you will not be drowned in the metaphorical tsunami. You will be someone everyone can look up to and place their trust in. Isn't that what you are striving for? More than that, you will be a star, a celebrity and an idol – all role into one.”

”And all I have to do is obey all your wishes and follow all your commands, no matter what it is?”

Sandra questions.

She recalls what she had read in the contract. While she didn't read it completely, she read enough to know it will strip her a lot of her freedom in the future.

I laugh and shake my head.

”It does come off wrong at first glance. But no, I will not make you do things that I wouldn't do myself, degrading or otherwise. I wouldn't want my beautiful actresses soiling themselves. We should leave it at that, huh. Hmm... would you like to know your future? The future that will be if you choose to follow your own dream.”

Before Sandra could answer, I continue.