Chapter 163 Olivers memories (1/2)

Emily was having a very big moral dilemma, of either doing what's fun, or letting things flow naturally. She who was hesitating while holing onto her phone, finally decided what to do.

'Never mind, it doesn't matter if I tell it now or not. The end would still be the same. At least if say it now, I can somehow control the situation.'

Emily who decided to message Evangeline did so immediately. She also sent the message to all the members of the Mercenary Club. Once she sent the message to everyone, Emily happily went straight to Rachel's house.

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Oliver's phone was ringing since awhile ago. Not only did Emily message him, even Sayaka messaged him a few hours prior. But Oliver wasn't able to notice the ringing of his phone, because he was practicing his sword dance.

He was in a trance as he swung his sword, that was handed to him by his master. Oliver was doing his practicing with his sword, in his backyard.

The more he swung, the more he became on with the sword. His master Ken hadn't taught him this, but for some reason this way of training felt familiar to him, it felt part of him.

As Oliver swung his blade familiar scenes keep flashing in his head. It was like his dream, but this time it was now clearer, than it was in his dreams. It was also different than his dreams, Thedifferences were here and there. Oliver wasn't kidnapped, he wasn't taken hostage, it was something different.

He was there in that place for a different purpose. As Oliver continued to swing his sword, he fell deeper into his subconscious deeper into his self. It was getting harder and hared to concentrate on the sword, as the memories he knows off and a different set of memories was being played in his mind.

Oliver wanted to know more about the images in his mind, which broke his trance like state. He then stopped swinging his sword, as he breathed heavily.

Oliver couldn't understand what those images were. He wasn't able to make sense of those scenes, that were so different from his actual memories. It was even different from the dreams he keeps on having every now and then.

Oliver tried to replicate the feeling he had when he swung his sword, but he couldn't get back into that trance like state.

'What was that? That memory, it was so different from what I remember, it felt so real. I wasn't one of the kidnapped children, I was the one who kidnapped them... But why? Why was I the bad guy in that memory? Was that even a memory? Or was it another delusion?'

Oliver couldn't make heads or tails about the memories he just saw. He wanted to ask his parents about the events of the night he got kidnapped. But they would most likely tell the same suspicious answer. Someone saved him and left him in a front of the hospital doors.

Unfortunately the security cameras weren't working on that day, so there was no video evidence of the events that transpired. If that wasn't suspicious enough the medical records of Oliver in that hospital were all burned to the ground, in a fire that happened a few days later.

Oliver had a lot of questions, without any answers. So he decided to once again investigate that day. This time he has friends that could help him. So maybe this time, something new might pop out.

When Oliver was done making this decision, he restarted practicing his sword moves. After a few more minutes, he figured that he couldn't concentrate because of what happened. Oliver took a break and finally saw the messages that were sent to him.