1991 THIRD OF OCTOBER PRISON INTERVIEW
People say that we are born as ourselves but maybe thats not so true, is it. Frankly i belive we all are one but we are in diffrent mindsets that make us feel like we are different without any context that explains we are different that we are all our own but if you all think different i want you to explain it Jason . Mr. Routlage you are delusional all you said is nonsense and i think everyone would agree, wouldn't they? You gave an answer all ready without your conciseness realizing it, and that proves my theory; because i thought you were so certain but you said that all would agree. If you reach deep enough to your conciseness you would realize the truth. Mr. Routlage dont you think you're reaching too far to prove your point without any evidence. My boy the evidince is in your mind and you are still so arrogant to realize it. Routlage i think you embarrassed yourself enough. No you resisted enough, let the temptation reach you boy! Come on you are insane, all you say is insanity. I think I'll leave now Mr. Routlage, nice day. Dont leave!! Dont leave till you realize the truth!! Are you so scared of the truth Jason!!
A BANG noise came as Jason shut the door to Mr. Routlage's face. As soon as the door closed the gaurds put Routladge back to his cell. As Mr. Routlage crawled back to his bed and started crying he felt a cold breeze that reminded him something.
1961 FIFTH OF APRIL PHONE ARCHIVES
"What do you want Bruce? I want one thing: you. Well you aint gonna get it. Come on Nivedia don't make me beg. Oh you bastard, you beggin, well Bruce Routlage beggin would be a first. Well first time with you at least. Wha't you Mean. I dont have to tell you do I, we're not even together are we? Why'd you call me? I wanted to talk to you. Don't lie Bruce I know you, at least i knew. Meh i wanted to know how that son of a bastard Justin doing. Why'd you care? Why won't you be with me instead of Justin we are the same person aren't we. What the same person thats a little far fetched. Well not the same person the same conciseness; you and i share the same consciousness too. Loving you is like loving yourself thats why its so easy. You prick, I really started to belive you now its all nonsense. Have a nice day!
[ Call 10:30 to 1033 5th Of April 1961]
POLICE ARCHIVES 1961 Miami
At 12:56 5th Of April 1961 Nivedia Elenor Flinch was pronounced DEAD
Death by: Suicide
Reason for Suicide: Unknown
Witness suspects: Justin Good
Suspects: Bruce Jorgenheim Routlage
Autopsy Report: injuries to the head, skull broken in half, heart removed without any sign of injury.
The pages flopped as Officer Khan read the pages in shock he said to himself " Who could've done this so monstrous act of vengance or reven- as he said to himself;
a voice called out to him, a direct feeling of a numbness in his lungs he felt like he couldn't breathe, his body turned cold as his breath ended. He woke up in his bed he thought it was just a nightmare. He got out of his bed and poured a glass of water; he drank the water like had never drinken at all. The water tasted like paradise in his hands. He felt better than he ever felt before; he felt free, broken from the chains, let free without any jurisdiction. As he turned around he saw his calamder on the wall; the date showed Third Of October 1991. What the hell he thought to himself. As he felt in shock, the door opened and a man walked in and said who are you and what are you doing in my house? I don't know i just woke up here. Hey man I am not stupid enough to belive this- As he said these words Amy came in from the door and said "what is happening?" This man broke into our house. Jason there is nobody there. What? Jason turned around and saw nobody there maybe he was hallucinating he thought to himself. No it couldn't have it was so real he felt the presence, was he going insane? He couldn't think the same after this surreal experience. Was anything real, was he real; these were the questions that flooded his mind.
2nd Of October 1991 Amy's Journal Log
Hey journal, today was weird. Jason is weird lately, I don't know why but he has been distant lately. It's like he's been avoiding me since our holiday in Chicago. He got lost for a night and when he returns without explanation- meh maybe I am silly.
AMY
6th Of April 1991 Brooklyn NYC
Alex sat as it rained. He could see the chaos, the society that was crumbling. As he sat he knew every second he wasted sitting could be a lifetime for somebody else. But he still was so lazy to question this crumbling hellhole of peasents. For him the earth was an eternal heaven for the rich and an endless void of crap for the poor. He knew well enough not to sit in this throne of money but instead contribute to society. He was a King but wore a crown of thorns that stabbed deep into his head that it corrupted his brain this was his final reckoning, if he waited longer he couldn't continue living heartless. He lighted his cigar and watched as the flames burned the ends he related himself to the cigar; him too was slowly getting caught by flames that destroyed him. He was so deep in thought he couldn't hear his servant calling him. He looked back and saw a man that seemed to be lost. All the man said was "Jason Blake, Amy Blake, Bruce Routladge and Nivedia Elenor Flinch find them. They need you and you need them. If you find them you will find you." He looked through the window as the man talked then in the moment he turned and saw neither the man or the servant. He blinked but when he opened his eyes he saw a shadow of such sorts that couldn't have been he thought to himself. He said who are them. He started to investigate about them amd found nothing until he saw a article that said they had gone missing last night without any of them leaving a trace. He said who are these people, why did they vanish he felt this had a deeper meaning behind it.