Sherry and Jake were just talking about the lucky charm bracelet with a lantern attached to it when Sherry suddenly bumped into a man in a tuxedo.

“Excuse you.” The man said.

“Oh sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.”

For a split second when the man walks away, Sherry's pace is suddenly disturbed by a vision of his face. It was not detailed but her guts tell her that he’s not one of the good guys.

She grabbed Ken’s arm, pulling him away, this raises concern to him.

“You know him?” He whispered.

The man turns his back to them, with confused faces lashing their backs.

When she feels that they were far enough, she stopped in motion.

“What the hell happened back there?”

“I don’t know that guy, I’m sure I met him somewhere,” Sherry said, with a voice of rattling.

“Hey, how ‘bout we’ll go home?”

“Well, that’s not my preference.” A voice calls out of nowhere.

“Who’re you?” Ken asked.

“I’m supposed to be the one who’s asking.” He said, his eyes inspecting Sherry “You, however, I’ve seen you before. You’re that girl I kidnapped before. I thought you died in the explosion.”

“Well, unfortunately to you, she survived.”

“Ah, yes. My boss is quite annoyed about what happened back there and eager to find out if there are any of the experiments survived, but we couldn’t trace anything and here you are, looking well and alive. You’re coming with me.”

Ken pulls Sherry back to him “She’s not going anywhere numb-nut. You have to get through me first.”

“I don’t intend to make this easy.”

Ken’s prepared but when suddenly Alastor came with his round kick to him. He crashed to a concrete wall, his eyes shut, and seem not to be waking up any sooner.

“Damn.”

“We need to get out of here,” Alastor said, panicking sweating. You should’ve listened to me; you have no idea how many rats roaming around here.”

“Yeah well, maybe you shouldn’t let us stick inside there, not finding any solution to our problem.”

“You’re the problem here, doofus. We should’ve waited for the instruction to our supervisor before we go out clueless about what we should do next.”

“I’m just taking the initiative here. Bringing her memory would do any help to us.”

“Now, that’s just an excuse to get out and roam like an open casket.”

Ping-Ping

Alastor pulls out the mobile device inside his dark trench coat.

“Well, thanks to you, we got enemy closing in. We need to get out here now!”

“Come on Sherry.”

Ken pulled the arm of Sherry, her eyes seem to dart aimlessly, her memory is slowly flashing to her mind, taking over her consciousness “Hey.” Ken called out to her “We need to get out of here.”

“Okay.” She said, snapped out from pacing.

“Follow me.”

The three of them move across the bustling crowd. Alastor stopped in a moment that was followed by the two. Still, Ken firmly holds Sherry’s arm, the three walk fast.

“Ow!” The young girl fell to the ground when she bumped into Sherry.

Sherry pulled back her arm and help the children, picking up her teddy bear.

“Are you okay?” She said as she hands over the toy. The young lady is hurdling, her knee scrape.

“Let me take a look.”

“We don’t have a time Sherry,” Ken said.

“Just wait.”

Sherry pulled out a white cloth, wrapping the wound.

“Here ya go.”

When the young girl raised her head, their eyes met. A familiar face flashes and the young girl couldn’t alter her eyes to Sherry.

“Sherry?” She asked out of nowhere.

“You know me?”

Ken pulled her away from the child amid the crowd. Sherry struggled to free herself from Ken’s grip. “Let me go!”

“I know you have a lot of questions, but we need to go now!”

“She knows who I am, we need to get her back.”

“And then what, we have enemies on our back. She might be a danger if we take her with us.”

Thinking through, Sherry couldn’t agree more with Ken.

“That’s what I thought.”

The young girl with a hint of concern on her face, tears forms as a voice calls out to him.

“Millie, for god’s sake, we’ve been looking for you, uncle Port will kill me if I hadn’t found you. Did something happen?” He asked wiping her tears.

“Uncle Henry, I saw big sis.”

“What? where?”

“She’s gone.”

“Alright, if she’s truly here, we’ll find her, okay, but now we’re going home.”

They meet at a narrow alley, far enough to run away from the enemies.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stick with me?” Annoyed voices speak out.

“Yeah, well. Spare us with nagging parents lecture-style Al.”

He sighs “We’ll enter that tunnel over there. In the meantime, use this to our advantage.” Alastor handed out three night-vision goggles.

“Where the hell did you hide these…? Well, actually… I don’t want to know the answer.”

The three of them jumped off the bridge and enters the tunnel.

Ken couldn’t help to ask the question, “Why the tunnel?”

“If the enemy enters here, we would have the advantage against them.”

“Because of the darkness, right?” Alastor nodded, “So, we’ll go to the Alastor lurking style, eh?”

“Well, at least someone is using the brain here.”

“Hey!”

“How about the two of you shut up?” Sherry breaks the tension between the two.

They could see the end of the tunnel, with only the dim light of the moon seeping through the cracks.

Oblivious, someone is eyeing and waiting for them. When they finally reached the end of the tunnel, Alastor suddenly blocks Ken, he hinted them to stop. His guts told him that there’s something wrong and with that, he picks up a rock, and threw it on the ground aimlessly, it bounced at the end of the tunnel when at a certain point it lands, there’s an explosion.

“Trap.”

Outside the tunnel, Gary is observing outside hiding in a compartment, when he sees a rock bouncing to the trap. “Well, trap 1 failed guys. Shall we use trap number 2?”

“Affirmative,” Lance said through a transmission device.

“Here we go.”

With that, on the other side of the tunnel, it exploded, leaving the three of them no choice but to run outside.

“Trap number 2 is a success. So, tell me, Lance. What’s trap number 3?”

“Us,” Ina said as she jumped out, landing in front of Ken.

“What in the actual fuck?”

Ina punches him in the gut, attempting to follow a kick, Alastor catches it, and with sheer strength, he pulls her leg with his right hand reaching to her belt, threw her to the ground. He pulls out his sword hidden under his coat to kill her, but a baton came flying towards him. He catches it and threw it back to Lance.

Sherry was there tending Ken, at that time, she realizes how useless she could be, she could only hope she could do anything, but she has no experience of anything in the arts of fighting.

Lance pulled out another baton and attack Alastor with all he's got. The two furiously exchange blows. Alastor sword scrapes Lance's skin through the coat and Lance shielded his attack then kicked him in the gut.

With sheer strength, Alastor’s sword threw over the baton out of Lance's left hand. His hands are numbing but prove naught bothered as he punches his face; followed by hitting Alastor’s arm with his baton in his right arm, Alastor's sword fell, leaving him with his hands to protect him.

He catches Lance's arm and grips it, turning its bones around. The baton fell, the two of them exchanges hit on their faces. The two jumped backward taking a pace, Alastor picked up his sword and Lance drew out another two batons. Ina gets up, standing next to Lance.

“Ken, this is a good time where I could use some help.”

Ken grunts as he stands up, “We’re kinda screwed, aren’t we?”

“Yeah, we are way too screwed.”

“Gary! Now!” Lance shouted as the two of them pulls out an earplug, wearing it to their ears.

“I thought, you’re not gonna use plan number 4.”

“Yeah, well, I changed my mind.” Gary pressed the button and with that, four sirens that were planted pointing at each other just outside the tunnel produced a high-pitched sound: deafening them.

Along with Sherry, they kneeled on the ground, but Ken as persistent he is, tried to run towards Lance, but he punches him and with Ina’s help, together, they kick him, flying back to the crumbled tunnel. Ken loses consciousness as he met the debris. He hardly met the ground.

At the last second, Sherry and Alastor lost their consciousness.