Somewhere far from the house, a phone rang in a dark room.
"Has the letter been given to them?" came a deep, husky voice—sharp and cold like steel.
"Yes, sir," the voice on the other end replied confidently. "I’m sure they’ve read it by now... and they’re already confused."
A pause.
noveldrama "Very good," Shadows replied with a wicked smirk, his voice now dripping with arrogance. "Let the game begin."
He ended the call, and the room echoed with a low, unsettling laugh...
***
The next morning, Beta Gilbert awoke with a heavy heart and a mind full of unresolved thoughts. Too many things were spiraling out of control, and he knew he had to act fast.
"I need to do what I haven’t done in a very long time... But before that, there’s something more urgent," he muttered under his breath.
He glanced around his room, making sure no one was watching. Then he walked over to the wardrobe and gently pressed a hidden latch behind it.
The panel slid open, revealing a narrow passage. With one last check behind him, he slipped inside the secret room.
Inside, darkness greeted him until he tapped a section of the wall with his right hand.
Instantly, the room illuminated... revealing a breathtaking chamber filled with high-tech gadgets, ancient artifacts, and hidden relics. It was like stepping into a private world where past and future collided.
He approached an advanced-looking electronic table at the center. The sensor on the surface scanned his face, shining a narrow beam into his iris. In response, a small compartment opened, prompting him to enter a secret code.
As soon as he did, a hidden safe emerged. From within, he carefully pulled out a large blue book. On the cover, bold golden letters read: "The Secret Book." Holding it tightly, he whispered, "I need to hide this somewhere safer... I can’t predict what my enemies are planning anymore, and I don’t even know who they all are."
With urgency in his steps, Beta Gilbert exited the secret chamber. After taking his bath and dressing up, he placed the book securely in a bag alongside his briefcase and left the house.
Unbeknownst to him, Bernard was watching from his bedroom window. His eyes narrowed in suspicion.