2.8

Willy's plan was a long shot but it made sense, if we had awakened in that world then it would only be plausible that those girls would wake up there as well. But to look for two teen girls with only one thing to filter them out was a tad tough.

The fact that it was all some experiment was something that I couldn't digest. It made no sense why I would do this to myself. Also there was another thing that was bugging me from the start. I was the only one who had seen the white box in this world as well. The company I owned was developing some high tech virtual reality machines and apparently I was someone who was the head of it all.

'If it was some experiment then what are the chances that I was the one who was doing them in the first place.'

Willy left that day after we discussed about a few ways we could find those girls. We decided that we will first try to get some facial recognition, for that Willy will guide a sketch artist to draw their faces and that would be step one.

But I was paranoid; the idea that it could all be my fault was not going away. I wanted answers and the only way to get them was back there at the complex where I woke up.

I decided that I would go back and do a little side investigation of my own. The plan was although not as simple as it sounded. I was dead or perhaps missing for the world. My return would raise questions and create problems for me and those two. I needed to infiltrate the facility somehow.

***

I left the warehouse at mid night. I had to walk cause the bike was loud and I wanted to do this as quietly as possible. My first stop was the complex, if they did do any experiments they would have to keep records of them somewhere and I wanted to find them. I walked half the way and then I got myself a car, I stole it. The empty roads were still housing some people who were out. I pushed the pedal more, the car roared forward with speed. The burning petrol and the rubbing asphalt along with the mystical aroma of the night made me feel relaxed. I looked at the moon and thought,

'I hope I am wrong about it'