Multi-Gene

Dust covered every where, which shows how much time had passed but the holographic images were still on display but it seems as though the system displaying the holographic images was faulty since David couldn't read what it was displaying.

The words which it was trying to portray was all jumbled up.

Making them almost impossible to make out.

On the Black desk, light shone from every corner of the desk.

There was a vase with nothing in it, but there was an holographic image, projecting a very beautiful floor from the vase. It was as though the vase had flowers in it which wasn't so.

Blinking his eyes, even David was doubting if the flower was real or not.

To confirm his thoughts he used his hands to roughly brushed the flower but his hands just passed through it, confirming that it was only an holographic image.

There was a very small book shelf on a wall that looked just like a decoration rather than the real deal.

There was also a few paintings and pictures hanging around on the walls of the office.

Observing the small office, David's leg mistakenly hit a spot at one leg of the desk and in that instant, a very dim holographic image emerged from the very edge of the desk

David checked and suddenly saw a number written at the very edge of the desk.

As he was about to tilt his head away, he suddenly frowned. He the numbers was a bit familiar to him, as if he had seen them before.

But it wasn't the number persay, it was the order at which the number hsd been written. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to remember what exactly made the numbers so familiar.

David gazed intently at the numbers at the edge of the table. He then cringed. The headache was coming again.

But as he was about to give up, he suddenly remembered. The numbers had been written in the same order as the numbers he was always given when he entered the Archives.

To view the books in the Archives, one needed a specific code to log into the Virtual space where the books would then be seen and available to be read.

David's eyes shone. The numbers on the desk was exactly in the same order.

If he wasn't mistaken, the code was used to veiw the books in the bookshelf that looked like a decoration.

Opening up his interface, he clicked in the codes.

"Do you wish to log in to this unknown Virtual Space?" Hazel asked.

"Yes." David replied positively.

Suddenly, reality flashed for a split second before it stabljzed. Frowning he checked his status, and he saw that he was logged in already.

As he looked towards the bookshelf on the other side of the wasll.

He almost laughed out loud. The person had used the same method as the institute.

If it were another person, that hadn't experienced the ways of the institute, they may not even know what or where the stuffs were hidden.

As the codes may not necessarily be hiding only books in the virtual space.

But there was only a few books there. Only three books had been stored in the shelves.

He walked towards the books in the shelf without hesitation in his steps.

Stretching his hands, as soon as he touched one of the books, there was only a 'Catcha' sound behinds his back.

Startled, David's heart almost jumped to his throat.

But his hands wasn't slow, neither was it startled. As if his hands had a life of its own, it swept the three books into his interface which automatically turned into pure data as soon as it touched his holographic image.

Afterwards, his hands closed the holographic image and David was forcefully removed from the virtual reality.

But David wasn't bothered by it at all. What bothered him the most was the stuff that was currently going on in front of him.

One part of the office wall suddenly split apart with a 'Swish', as a different model of a Cryogenic pod emerged from the depths of what ever hole it came from.

The Cryogenic pod seem very old and different from the one he had seen and used at the institute.

And with another cactha sound, and a puff, the lid of the old pod suddenly opened up.

Puffing out steam and frost air, revealing a very thin and skinny figure within.

The figure was lying down with his hands crossed around his chest in the pod, just like a corpse. And with how skinny the figure was, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to say the figure was dead but it was still to early to make such decision.

David frowned deeply, he might be lazy, but he wasn't stupid. His eyes flashed with a glow.

Without hesitation, his figure dashed towards the pod and as soon as he touched the lid of the old Cryogenic Pod, the figure who was lying dead in the pod suddenly opened its eyes. It pupils were completely blood red.

Their gazes met, and as their eyes locked, it felt like years but, it was intact in just a split second.

David felt as though he had been pulled into an illusion. Which was immediately broken as his heartrate sped further and his blood circulated fiercely in his body.

David's heart jumped and without hesitation, he immediately closed back the lid of the pod.

Afterwards he hurriedly pressed the button to start up the Cryogenic pod.

Breathing roughly, David sigh in relief. He didn't know which old monster was in there and he also didn't wish to know but he was certain the person wasn't someone he could handle.

In a blink of an eye, David's eyes darkened visibly.

And his body retreated a few meters back.

Puff!

The lid opened back once again which was supposed to be impossible as he had closed it tightly from outside.

But soon, he thought it was plausible if the person was the owner of the Cryogenic pod and his imprint was still active.

A hand which was almost similar to a skeletons' emerged and held onto the sides of the pod.

Lifting its body up, David saw who it was.

It was an Oldman and from what David was seeing the old man was likely supposed to be on the verge of death.