Must Read: Cyber lover - Season 1 - Episode 58

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Must Read: Cyber lover - Season 1 - Episode 58

“You told me I‟ll soon see you, Cain,” she
stammered, finding her voice. “Why are you
still hiding from me? Why…why are you still
invisible, and how – how do you do it?” He
laughed deeply. “How I do it? Wow! Did the
cops set you up on this…spying game? My
secret, girl…my secret. But I will show you
myself as I promised you, my dear! I came to
do just that for you, my love, really!” “No,
please . . . I don‟t want to know who you are
anymore! Just . . . Just go away!” “Okay . . .
seems you‟re not ready to know me, yet . . .
but I won‟t leave until I‟ve made love to you.”

The girl was transfixed. It was as if she
couldn‟t move. This was not happening. It
was all just a dream. Really. * * * Michael
screeched to a halt before the apartment and
quickly jumped out of his car, leaving the door
ajar. His sole objective was Brenda‟s safety
and he almost crashed into her door before
realizing it was locked. Despite the noise
coming from within.
Grunts and m0ans. “Brenda? Brenda!” he
called out, but there was no reply. He shook
the door‟s handle, but it refused to give way,
so he started hitting the wooden structure
with his fists. “Brenda! Are you in there?
Brenda! Brenda!” Still no reply. Only more
grunts and m0ans.

“Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ” Brenda‟s
voice.
Now Michael was visibly anxious. Not for her
safety, but due to that he badly wanted to find
out who was obviously giving her this much
pleasure. He stooped to peep into the keyhole
and found the tiny aperture free of its key, but
this was not what immediately got his heart
racing. The picture that presented itself
directly behind the door was very baffling
indeed! Arms flailing and legs widespread, his
new girlfriend was lying stark naked on a
table, furiously jerking back and forth in the
throes of wild ecstasy, while profuse sweat
covered her entire body! She was equally
pinned down to the table by…nothing!

HER MATE IN THIS OBSCENE ACT WAS
INVISIBLE! Michael‟s knees gave way and he
buckled, letting go of the doorknob as he tried
to regain his balance. He was totally shaken
by what he‟d seen and drew away from the
door with severe trepidation. Suddenly the
door swung open and the gale that swished
past him almost swept him off his feet! He
had to hold on to a pillar for support, fearfully
looking around in consternation. It was all
over as soon as it had started. All that
remained was the afternoon quiet and the
chirping of distant birds. Still unsure of
himself, he stood up straight and looked
around, wondering whether he‟d been asleep.

Brenda, he realized, was still lying spread-
eagled on the table inside the sitting room.
She was breathing hard, and as Michael
stepped into the parlour, she weakly raised her
head. “Where is Cain? What happened?
Michael…” How to respond? A lie? “I didn‟t
see or hear anybody. What happened? Why
did you take off your clothes?”
“I was with Cain. You made him go!” She
looked at herself. “Where are my clothes? Oh
God, what is happening to me?” She suddenly
felt ashamed of herself. She couldn‟t believe
she had stripped herself in front of Michael.

She had humiliated herself. Was she making
love to Cain? Where had he taken her? “Oh my
God,” she repeated, aghast. “What is
happening to me?” The situation was
becoming quite clear and she was not finding
it funny in any way. She felt embarrassed as
she hurriedly put on her clothes. She wondered
what was really happening to her. Michael
remained silent. He was also embarrassed, but
he was very worried for her. “I am sorry,
Michael, but I want you to believe me. I am
not going crazy. Cain was actually here. I
heard him clearly and I felt his presence. He
took me out of here to somewhere so beautiful
and joyful. I can‟t remember what really
happened nor can I remember why I took off
my clothes, but I know I liked it and didn‟t
want whatever he was doing to stop!”
She was speaking so fast and looked so
scared that, despite what he had witnessed
that afternoon, his heart went out to her and
he drew her close for a hug. “It‟s okay,
Brenda, I want you to take it easy,” he said as
he held her. And after a long pause: “Perhaps
I should take you to the hospital or to a
psychiatrist?” “No, I don‟t need any
medication!” she vehemently refused. “I know
that I am okay. I am not hallucinating. I am
okay both mentally and physically. I know I
don‟t have any explanation for what just
happened but I am alright.” She wished she
could make Michael believe her and stop
thinking she was insane. Although other
thoughts were occupying Michael‟s mind at
that very moment. Thoughts like how he
should end the relationship he‟d just begun
with her. He didn‟t openly air this view,
though. He just sat quietly beside her and
held her close to himself. He was so confused.

Then she quietly said, “I am scared, Michael.

I think I am communicating with something evil
and no doctor can help me!” “Do you think he
is still around? Watching us?” He felt a creepy
s£nsat!on run through him. The sudden
realization that something might be in that
same room watching them was discomforting.

“I don‟t really know, but I think if he was
around I would have felt him.” „This is
insane!‟ thought Michael.
“I am scared, Michael,” she suddenly repeated.
“I am really scared!” She sounded very
confused, and Michael hoped that she would
recover from this illusion soonest, for her own
good, that is. As for him, he knew he had
already made up his mind. * * * “What do you
guys think?” Inspector Jack asked Daniel and
Kennedy. They were driving towards Adam‟s
home after leaving Brenda‟s house. Inspector
Bromsbey had gone on to the station since he
had an appointment with Dr. Ryan. Officer
Kennedy spoke up, “Something seems to be
going on. I strongly feel that she is connected
to the murders somehow, and either she
knows about it or she doesn‟t.” “Let‟s look at
it like this; she gets jilted by a third lover two
weeks ago following the first two heartbreaks.
Then suddenly the first two are mysteriously
murdered right after the third heartbreak. She
might be vindictive. As gentle as she looks,
she might have involved herself with
something diabolical to help her avenge those
who have hurt her,” reasoned Officer Daniel.

“Or somebody who cares for her could be
avenging for her without her knowledge,
because she looks clean to me,” Jack began.

“Let‟s not forget that the murders started
right after the third heartbreak.” “Do you think
that Adam‟s life might be in danger?” asked
Officer Daniel. “Do you?” he returned the
question, but to both officers. “We can‟t be so
sure until we interview Adam and establish the
fact that both men actually died because they
hurt her, sir,” answered Officer Kennedy.

They got to Stream Street and pulled over in
front of Adam‟s house.
Inspector Jack prayed silently that Adam
should be at home. He looked at his
wristwatch; it was four minutes past six in the
evening. They pressed the doorbell and
waited. After some seconds, the door opened
and they were looking at a tall, handsome
man. Brenda sure knew how to select the best-
looking men in town, Inspector Jack thought.

Adam had an astonished look on his face.

“Good evening gentlemen. How may I help
you?” “I am Inspector Jack.” The cop flashed
his police badge. “Can you spare us a little of
your time? We would like to have a little chat
with you.” “Are you sure it is me you want to
chat with?” “Adams Walter, right?” “Yes, but I
don‟t think I have any reason to be
interrogated by the police. At least there‟s
nothing I am aware of.” The young man was
not willing to let them in. “That is alright. We
just need your help in an investigation; we will
fill you in if you let us in,” Jack said. “Alright,
come in.” The three police officers entered into
the living room. They couldn‟t help admire his
taste of furniture. Everything in the living
room was arranged to be very appealing to the
eyes. They sat down and made themselves
comfortable. Adam was definitely having a
nice time, either all alone or with a woman in
the bedroom, Kennedy thought. He sure
looked like he was being bothered. “So what‟s
this all about?” Adam asked, trying to impress
the cops with his confidence.

He knew very well that self-confidence
mattered a lot when dealing with officers of
the law whether one was guilty or not. As
usual, Daniel and Kennedy kept mute while
Inspector Jack led the interrogation. “Have
you heard about the mysterious murder of Mr.
Derek? He was a senior staff at Zenith Oil
Company.” “Yes I have, but I don‟t see how
that concerns me.”