PART 3 (This chapter covers some events occurring simultaneously from two perspectives. Blood and more blood warning)
Cordax awoke in a strange facility. The room looked strangely eerie. He was young and he was holding the knife to his chest. “Hello, this is a girl,” said the young woman. He was holding the knife in his hand and said to her, “I will hold this knife to my heart until I kill you. I can only hope I kill you.” She took a long, wide breath and gave up. “I’m not going to stop.” The boy was shaking.
After the girl left, Cordax started to scream. He started to cry, “I’m going to die,” he said. “And, I don’t want to die,” he said. “Do you want to die?” said the girl. “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die.” The boy, who was only 14 years old, was taken deeper into the room, where he could not be seen, and he was held in a trance for four hours until it all started to change.
Cordax awoke to the sound of his voice, crying as if to wake him up. The girl had taken a short rest, but was still holding his knife. “You were supposed to be asleep, I don’t think you should be awake right now. Your heart stops beating, your mind stops beating, your body stops trying to heal,” said the girl. “You have to stop trying.” The girl walked over and showed the knife to Cordax. The boy was able to put his hands on the knife. “Just let it flow.” Cordax looked at his own knife, and his body turned and stopped moving.
Cordax awoke to the sight of blood dripping from his mouth. Cordax tried to open his mouth, but he was unable to. Cordax’s mouth was filled with blood, blood and blood and blood. There was a body part, which was completely destroyed. The girl was completely crushed inside his mouth. Cordax felt a slight gasp from his chest, as he struggled to breathe. Cordax began to feel some sensation in his throat, but it was not as though he had been breathing. He had not seen the girl for six hours, but she was now crushed inside his mouth. Cordax watched in horror as he opened his mouth. He felt some warmth in the air. He was able to feel the blood pouring out of his mouth. Cordax slowly lowered himself to his knees and began to feel a tiny sensation in his eyes. Cordax saw his fingers. They were covered in blood.
Cordax awoke to the smell of burning flesh. There were men around him smoldering and crying. Cordax ran away. He was still crying. He tried to escape, and his legs became numb. Cordax saw someone in his arms for a moment. It was the girl. His hands trembled in pain. Cordax looked up to the man who appeared to be an old man. He was an old man, wearing a mask, his eyes were burning black. He had four different eyes, the ones with no vision, his eyes were burning black. He looked up and saw this man, and he was wearing something black. He looked up, his eyes were filled with tears. “How come we got here, Cordax?”
The man asked him, “I did not want to leave, but I have a family elsewhere. There’s no way I can go now, not without you. It’s not because I love you. It’s because my heart is strong enough to let go of the dead. I’m not your friend. But was that your intent? Did it come from you? Did it come from those who had killed you? Did it come from those who had betrayed me? You knew me.”
The man said, “You could be dead if you had been my friend.” He said, “And when I heard you were gone, I went to work. I’m not going to stay here. And neither are you.” Cordax said, “And I will not stay here either.”
Cordax and the man ran through the building, and they made an entrance into the building by going to a large wooden wall and breaking down one of the two windows. Cordax ran out of the building, and the old man stepped out of the building, and there was a moment of relief in Cordax’s eyes. “I am so grateful to you for helping me.” He said, “And it’s okay, now that I have a new life and I have a little freedom to go on.”
The man smiled. “That’s the way it should be,” he said, “and it’s going to be okay.”
Cordax and the man walked towards a van with some groceries and a friend. “Who is the friend?” Cordax asked. The man, who was also a relative to the friend, answered, “It’s a good friend. His name is Winger and I was with him long ago. We fought a lot of fights, but you always come out on top of things.” The man, who was wearing a black suit and a white shirt, looked down at the van and said, “Winger and I are both the most dangerous men in the world. The two of us have a lot of bad memories of fighting in other countries.”
Cordax turned toward the van and said, “You mind if I hop in?” The man said, “Well, I have to hop in anyway. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you’ll like me. I want you to know that my name is Ghid, and I want to be there to help you.”
On February 12, 2015, Ghid learned of a military base in New Mexico that was reportedly used by two of the U. S. government’s top military advisers. It was found that the facility was intended to protect U. S. property from discovery and would be used by the United States and other foreign powers. It all seemed a good thing. But Ghid had an additional reason for his suspicions.
A whistleblower inside the military, David Sturgis, said that a group of advisers had been working on a bioweapon project called the Project Zero Project. It was going to be used to destroy biological material. Sturgis explained to Ghid that he had seen and heard of Project Zero’s mission. He explained the team was going to be testing it on human beings and how it could be used in other countries. Sturgis called the project a “black box” that would retain biological data from humans for decades to come. When Sturgis returned to the building on February 14, 2015, he was told they had found the prototype, and the program had started. Ghid was furious. After a week of speculation and speculation, he finally decided to raid the base.
The FBI Director, James Comey, did not like Ghid’s plans. He suggested the agency be “very interested” in Ghid’s activities and make sure they were stopped. But Ghid took his son Winger and drove to the base to investigate anyway. By the time he arrived at the base, Sturgis forwarded essential information to the FBI’s Special Agents Division. Ghid intercepted the message and saw the name of the prototype. He then sent an email to Winger, saying that the test was the perfect opportunity to bring the biological material to life. Winger asked why Ghid sent the message when they were in the van. He responded, “I had a lot to talk about.”
In order to raid the base, Winger sent a “dope” message to the FBI. It read, “You are a hero for America,” and the FBI had no other option than to harass Ghid’s wife. They could not help but wonder why Winger was using his cell phone in order to do this. Ghid’s wife had died and had a son, Ghid said, named Winger. The FBI found out that they could not locate her. The FBI was also very confused. The FBI told Ghid he did not have a living wife, to which Winger replied: “Well, no, you’re just an American.” This response was very specific to how the FBI treated Ghid. After a while, the FBI began investigating his wife.
Ghid disguised himself in an orange and orange uniform that featured a black t-shirt with the words, “We’ll find out tomorrow,” and an orange jacket with the words “The Blackest Generation.” With this disguise, Ghid became the first to sneak into the military. The building was a secret building. At 6:40 p.m., a fire broke out on the main entrance. The entire building was ablaze, and the people inside had a burning burning sensation. It was a terrible day for the whole country.
Rounding a corner, Ghid saw someone in a purple hoodie crying and running up toward him. “How come we got here, Cordax?” he demanded. Cordax looked over at Ghid and said, “And I will not stay here either.”
The two of them began running to the other side of the building. They broke out of the building, and they ran to the van with Winger. They started to talk and then got in. The FBI found them. “H-Why did they do this, and why did they do this?” the police said. The agents were trying to explain to the police that Ghid, dressed in a dark jacket, had just gotten into the van when the van drove off. The FBI had to figure out why the van drove away. It wasn’t as if they were that smart.
Ghid, Winger and Cordax were about to crash the van into a crowd of people, where they got into a fight. The crowd was screaming, “Oh man! I don’t want to die! You’re the worst! I don’t want to die!” And the police started going to the van and then it drove away. They started yelling, “Come on!” And the police started yelling, “Come on!” and the police started throwing water at the van. The van stopped at a corner on a sidewalk, and when the police arrived the van was driving away. Ghid’s body was found. He had two gunshot wounds. “I’m sorry.” The police solemnly bowed and said, “There’s no more that you can do than kill people!” And the van hit the police. “I’m not going to kill anybody, so I have no excuse,” Ghid said. Ghid had faked the killing because he couldn’t help but be a prankster. The bullet wounds were not fatal.
When the van was out of the state of Nevada, Ghid and Cordax and Winger his son stopped for a lunch and watched a movie about the shooting. Ghid had never seen the film before. “What shooting was there in Nevada?” he asked. “No. There was no shooting. It’s just a movie that’s kind of surreal.” Winger replied. The movie was titled “The death of the man with a gun.” What they saw in the movie was really shocking. “It was like you could see what had happened,” he said. “You just have to be very careful not to shoot anybody.”
Cordax and Winger were the only one who saw the scene in the movie. Ghid had walked off to look at the van in disbelief. “I don’t know how many of these vans I’ll be in when I’m going to kill someone ,” said Ghid. “That’s not what happened in Nevada, or New Mexico, or New Jersey. Yet. I thought there was no such thing as a killing that was so shocking and frightening that I just can’t take it anymore.” Winger went to stand by Ghid. “I was kind of surprised. I think it was really disturbing. I can’t take it anymore.”
“The killing has to be stopped,” he said. “It’s so scary. It’s not something that’s ever been discussed with me, not even in the movies or on TV.”
Winger was shocked at Ghid’s reaction and was very glad he knew they were slowly coming together. “I think, ‘No, it’s not going to stop.’ But I would like to see it stop. I just feel like I just can’t take it anymore,” he said. " It’s very shocking to be in front of someone about to die."
Winger took out a bag of clothes. “I saved your suit.”
“That’s my boy,” Ghid replied.