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The Golden Dust
Act 1 scene 1
How many times have you walked out of your home and thought about how the day will be? What project you will complete? What stuff you'll buy? And what will you do when you are finally back home? But ... what if you never return?
Not many delve upon the sordid realities of life. They just blind themselves and take everything for granted. Well we have one such person right here.
Kuon would have never guessed, that the day he signed his first contract with the biggest software company, would be the day he would... Die.
"Noooooooooo!" "Relax Yashiro! He isn't dead. He is in a suspended animation."
"What is that supposed to mean? It means his biological functions are a level close to nil. But he is alive. He is not in coma. His body is feigning death."
"Thanks , that news means so much. I seriously can't even think about Ren not being there. But how did this happen? The police haven't said anything. I deserve to know."
"Well considering that he was recently employed by the LME Corp., his company has inserted its own wing of 'analysts' into the investigations. It's like hijacking, except that it's good for the case. In all my years of experience as a forensic there is one thing that I can assure you, where LME butts in, the cases get solved super fast.
"Well I hope it helps. But how did he end up in this suspended anime thing?"
"You mean suspended animation? Well apart from some poisons few yoga practitioners are known to achieve it. But in Ren's case we are still to figure out the nature of the poison. I would not have given you this information, but I am making an exception because you are an old buddy of mine. But if anything escapes your lips."
"That would never happen, please be assured. But just tell me this one thing. How did he get poisoned when he had not left his apartment from the past two days?
"The poison was in his mail. It was in an ordinary envelope. But inside, there was a glass eye filled with some golden dust."
Act 1 scene 2
Kuon never believed in spirits. But examining the fact that he was currently outside an autopsy room overhearing his friend and the forensic talk about himself, without being seen or heard... He had been forced to reconsider.
He wondered why he was there, how he was there and for how long would it be like this. He knew well enough that his employers would go to any lengths to have him back . He had after all, the reputation for being the best programmer in the northern hemisphere. However, it was a good probability that his identity and parentage, which he had so earnestly worked at keeping hidden, would be revealed.
(^_^) Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic. I am a perennial addict of the stories posted here and I am so grateful for the engaging fanfics. Please review! All suggestions and queries are welcome. (*_*)