Into the dark

21 barked in his thoughtless tone,” Report”

I replied,” Assignment has been completed. There were fifteen fatalities, no injuries and the consignment has been retained”

21 continued” The location of your next job has been emailed to you along with all the details”

I walked way and I kept walking until I reached my car, a Rolls-Royce Phantom, it was a gift from the division, we take care of our own they say, as long as the job is completed of course, we will get anything we want from centuries old wine to picture perfect girlfriends or wife’s, whatever turned you on I suppose.

But the crux was that the missions were not to be compromised at any cost. We had our own customized watches they were the closest things to mini computers that have been designed in this century. Everybody was issued one and we all had a private server that held our communication with our division.

I took a sip of some cheap vodka before I turn on my watch to read the email.

To: Number 288

From: Division-7 sub command-8

Representative,

Your next task is in the sea of trees, also known as The Suicide Forest, it is located in north-western flank of Japan’s Mount Fuji. You must conduct reconnaissance within seven days and submit a detailed report to the division.

Enclosed

I thought dryly” So the department wants me to commit suicide?”

Before I burst into a fit of giggles, it certainly was an amusing thought to entertain. I stopped giggling as I slid into my business mode.

I commanded” Schedule a private jet to take off for Japan in precisely ten minutes”

An artificial voice replied,” Flight scheduled. Please proceed to the terminal in exactly ten minutes”

As my driver drove me to the terminal. My thoughts wandered off to my mother, she had died committing suicide too. I don’t know why, I guess I have stopped asking myself that years ago.

My memories drifted further to when I was but a mere babe laughing as my mother tried to feed me pretending that the spoon was an jet.

My journey down the memory lane is interrupted as a voice breaks through the communicator,” We have arrived at the destination sir!”

Alighting the vehicle, I turn to my suitcase before I proceed to take out an old machete forged by the indigenous tribes of the amazon, among all the equipment I had this was something that the even the division could not provide again if lost.

As I made myself comfortable on the bed in my private jet, I fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of thunder crashing I quickly got up before I proceeded to the front cabin as I walked, I could see the pitch-dark clouds engulfing the jet.

I shouted, “Status!”

No response. The pilot, another fellow agent was lying on the floor disemboweled. I knew what it was…... it was a curse, an omen of death that was cast upon us.

A female shriek breaks through the clouds as I hear the sounds of children wailing but after that it all settles down and then I hear the voice of my mother laughing in a twisted and grotesque manner.

I have put the jet on autopilot since then and for the record I still hear the voice of that being laughing. I know that this plane is doomed so I have collected my equipment and I am preparing to jump down hoping that the ocean will show mercy.

Don’t know if I will survive so I will write this just in case.

But even as I dictate this to the A.I in my watch, I wonder how did a mirror came into the jet uninvited?