5 years later..
Click! Click! The high heels, the beautiful face, smooth skin, pulp lips, green eyes and beautiful hair. As any man would desire. The men would want that, and make it their purpose only if their purpose wasn't left hollow.
The woman, named Angela Roselle walked across the facility named - "Infected", she is a top researcher who is hired to study and interview he infected. She walked around the facility, all eyes on her, all the attention on her.
I wouldn't desire it though.. but please don't try to come here.
Angela stopped as she saw the new patient coming in. She smiled, as if she was a hunter looking down upon her prey and it only fascinated her mind, thinking to why would 'That' affect a Child. She bit her lips and proceeded to walk towards the officers holding him.
"Hey there buddy" she bent down and greeted the Child.
The Child looked back at her and gave her a smile. She smiled back at him.
"Please ma'am if you can stay back" one of the officers said.
"Not ma'am but Angela Roselle, the best one here" she replied promptly feeling disgusted that the men in front of her had no idea who was she.
The officers hearing that name apologized.
"Sorry, Doctor.. but we must ask you to stay back for your sake" the officers bowed their head.
Angela stepped back allowing the officer to take away the kid.
"Come on you will have plenty of time interviewing him" a voice said in a tired tone.
"I love teasing them, Hailey" Angels turned around to see her only friend in the facility and equal to her Hailey.
Hailey was like Angela except her beauty and personality.
Don't ask for differences you'll see them along the way.
Hailey handed him the report of the child she received and said "Read it but don't take too long".
Angela smiled as she took the report in her hand and went back to her office. She let down her hair and cracked her neck.
"Oh.." she felt relaxed from the work before. After relaxing for a few minutes, she reached out her hand for the file.
"Blah! Blah!" she murmured, opening the file.. then she could see the information that mattered to her.
Name - [Redacted]
Age - 15
Description - Five years ago, he was affected by 'That' but unlike others he shows no aggression, no violent talks, only important question and answers.
Some thought, he was redeemable like a Father Winston did. He thought about converting him, so he asked for an interview. An interview. The details are not explicitly stated but only the end is in the file.
"It has been an hour"
Father Winston stopped talking and sharing his belief to the Child.
The Child smiled. Father took his hands and said to him "My Child, you just need the Lord".
The Child slowly pulled his hands away. "I am sorry Father" he replied.
Father Winston replied "What part did you not understood?"
The Child stared into his soul and said - "Will"
Father Winston surprised by his gaze, blinked over a few times, laughing - "Will?"
"Yes Will!!" Child said in excitement.
"Yes, Will there is free will to do anything" Winston replied
More and more he became less father towards the Child according to him.
The Child replied "When was the last time you read other scriptures, Father?"
Winston replied "I don't need too"
The Child replied "Why?"
Winston replied "Because I am already complete"
The Child then asked "Are you?"
Winston then said "Is the requirement needed?"
The Child then bluntly said to him, "You were raised inside the church, built upon a belief system, praised it and made fool of others by preaching it"
Winston then said, "It is the truth the absolute tr--"
The Child cut him off and said, "Truth is never absolute"
Winston lost his calmness.
For a good thirty minutes, they argued.
Winston then asked, "What do you know then, murderer?" his eyes flaming. He was standing looking deeply into his eyes.
The Child then said, "I know faith built you, but gave you something that could be a false realization of an ultimate being"
The father gave a angry, disgusted and concerned look.
The Child then took grabbed his arm and pulled him closer.
The Child continued, "You were raised by the people, and never took a step out. Tell me are you a servant of The Lord, or are you a servant of your own mind? And if so, these selfless acts just serve your self then wouldn't they? Why? Ever asked Why? Questioned, Reasoned with the Cosmos.. That did and it never said The Truth in fact even more lies ahead? Who were you praying to all this time?"
He let the man go.
Father Winston stormed out of the interview.
Angela rubbed her temples after reading the section, noting all the important details.
She then read the file and found a number to contact the father. Angela dialed the number and a young man's voice answered the call.
"Hello"
"Hello, this Angela Roselle, I am a researcher of the infected ones, I was looking at a file and then name Father Winston came up, is it possible for me talk to him about an interview"
"Oh.. uh.."
"Is there anything wrong?"
"Yes, he committed suicide two years ago"
"What"