deeply, thinking it futile to speculate further at that point. “They could have had any number of reasons. Maybe to make a point or something. We might just have to wait and see”. Something in the back of his mind, some sort of intuition, was telling him that they should lay low and avoid making themselves too apparent from that point on.
As the NGT train got closer to the city centre it began to fill up.
Lon and Eve certainly stood out from the other passengers due to their tousled appearance. They stayed silent to discourage any more attention than they had already got at that point.
Eve spent most of the journey staring at her feet, but Lon’s attention was floating in between the view of the cityscape and the visual display opposite him, above the heads of some other passengers.
He gasped.
This unnerved the woman directly in front of him because it seemed like he was looking at her. It should have been an awkward moment, but he ignored it and quickly turned to Eve at his right side to quietly exclaim, “It’s on TV”.
She looked up sharply at the screen, where she immediately caught sight of a scene they were familiar with.
The surveillance footage from the shopping centre was being aired on the news with the title “Another mass disappearance in Ntshona”.
Her mouth fell open, she was fixated on the screen.
It was on the news. This was surely a good thing, as it would attract attention to the pair’s ordeal, and perhaps bring about a resolution.
Then she realised that it was being referred to as a ‘disappearance’.
There had recently been ongoing mass disappearances for some time now, and not once had the case been close to a resolution.
Now things started to make sense, but at the same time made no sense. What did make sense to them both was that they now knew for certain those disappearances were not paranormal related like the media often implied, which Eve, oddly for a scientist, had maintained the whole time. Furthermore, it helped them to realise that this wasn’t the first time that what they had been through had happened. However, it presented them with more things to question.
They continued to watch the footage on the screen, which was taken from different surveillance cameras throughout the shopping centre just before the incident had taken place.
Both Eve and Lon were paying close attention to the subtitles, “ …no evidence of what might have happened in the shopping centre, and all security surveillance equipment malfunctioned for unknown reasons ”.
The footage on the screen turned white, then the feed disappeared. The footage from the same instant was shown from multiple feeds.
“ It seems there is a flash in the footage immediately before the security feed ends. This early on we can only speculate as to what could have happened, as an initial investigation is not yet underway. We are still awaiting a statement from the police ”.
The two had forgotten about the brilliant flash that occurred before the bullets started flying. As this information was digested, even more questions arose.
“Now arriving at Central Station,” sounded the NGT computer.
“Come on,” said Lon quietly, “we’re getting off now”.
Eve was a little surprised, they hadn’t discussed their destination, and it seemed like too busy a place to stay off radar, yet Eve complied as she herself had no idea of what to do or where to go next.
They pushed themselves off the train amid the unmannerly shoving of other passengers alighting and boarding at the same time. They certainly received some annoyed looks from people they had accidentally wet, although it was fault of their own for being impatient.
The two walked across the platform as naturally as possible.
“We’ve come here because we need to go to my brother’s workshop,” stated Lon in a tone as calm and normal as he could.
“But,” Eve readily interjected, “you think we should lie a little low, right?”
“Yeah,”