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"It was reported that when the medic came was giving first aid to your mother, she tightly held onto a thin book, despite being unconscious. I believe that it was the dairy that your father mentioned"
Hagan tightly clenched his fist as he was made to recall the trauma that his mother was made to go through. Despite roaring emotions of vengeance for what his family has suffered, he calmly said to Mr. Liu.
"I wish to see that book."
Nodding to himself, Mr. Liu handed him a small sealed package marked forensic evidence. Pa.s.sing it to Hagan, he walked away giving Hagan time to go through the package.
Unlike the lack of reaction, the metallic chalice had with different hands. The proximity of Hagan made the metal cup give a slight buzz that only Hagan could feel. One might even mistake it as an act of excitement if not for the article being an inanimate piece of metal.
Within a few moments of looking at the package, Hagan also noticed that his heart rate is slowly climbing up.
'What did dad got his hands on...'
'Is it because of this worthless antique that my family is being hunted like dogs?!'
The bubbling anger made his heartbeat even faster and in no time, Hagan's senses could concentrate on nothing but the loud thumping of his heart, his eyes turning slowly red. He rushed into a nearby empty room and ripped apart the plastic wrapping letting the small book and the metal chalice to drop down with a cling.
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The sound echoed was unlike anything that Hagan has heard before, it wasn't explosive or loud. Nevertheless, it was more ominous than a grenade exploding next to you. The metallic ring shook the core of Hagan, he felt as if he was pressed by an enormous weight, his bones creaking in pressure.
The gla.s.s panes in the room not exploding, but slow and creaking spider cracks extended from the direction of the chalice, it is as if a mighty beast of immense strength gently stroked it. Hagan could not move a single muscle. He was pa.s.sively forced to bear the crus.h.i.+ng pressure of the noise.
The sound came and went in an instant, but it felt like an eternity for him. This second of struggle felt the closest to death than anything he had experienced till now.
As the moment was pa.s.sed, Hagan weakly fell on his back, cold sweat drenched his clothes. It took him a good while panting before he could find back his composure.
Hagan warily looked at the old and grim-looking chalice and the old worn-out leather-bound thin book.
'...What ...was ...that...'
