The
hell
life
Vector's story
At first, Vector had lost his family in a terrifying accident. Vector and hus family had been humans, but one night, accidentally, the siren had rung, the siren was of a dam. The dam had been opened without any conference to the government. At this terrible situation, the water had been increasing very steadily.
Vector had instantly woken up his other family members, full of tension, and they had decided to move out. But the gate of the house had been closed with the pressure of water outside the house. Suddenly, the windows had broken up, and water had been filling in the house very fast.
Vector's family had hugged each other and decided to move outside from the back door of the basement, with the understanding that if someone lost the grip of hand, they wouldn't look back for them. His family had moved on with tears on their faces, but Vector's destiny hadn't wanted to give him happiness.
Vector had lost his hand with his family in the gate of the house because of water pressure. He had been trapped in the house. Vector had looked outside to his mom, and he had been frightened as his mom looked back at him without informing his family, with a creepy smile. At that moment, he had understood that his whole family wasn't his biological family, and his real parents had died after giving birth to him three days later.
Vector had been so frightened and decided that he had to protect himself. He had questioned himself about whom he wanted to live for, his step family. He knew that if he died there, it would mean nothing, and he decided to protect himself. He had instantly moved towards the roof of the house.
But another terrible situation had come; his stairs to the roof were filled with water. He also knew that if he didn't go, the door of the basement could break at any moment, and he would die. So, he had decided to move towards the stairs.
Vector had opened the door, but the pressure of water had instantly started filling in the basement with a strong push to him. He had been injured, but if he hadn't moved, he would have died. He had moved towards the stairs.
He knew how to swim, but his destiny was merciless, as he tried to swim to the roof, but he hadn't practiced it for 2 years. So, he had gotten exhausted in just 2 minutes and had been steadily and slowly growing unconscious. He had been sinking in the water.
Accidentally, with a dim yellow light flashing, he had regained his conscious mind. Vector had instantly swum towards the roof stairs with a smile. He had approached the roof and climbed over it, but his smile wouldn't last long because he saw a triple climate around him.
The city had been sunk fully; Vector could only see water and water. Around 2 km, he could only see the water with some electricity poles and some buildings. The time had been 2:00 AM. Vector had been sleeping, and accidentally, the electricity wire had fallen into the water and onto the roof of Vector's house.
Vector had been dreaming an terrified dream of his mom killing him. Vector had woken up with a scream. Vector had been very terrified; he had touched the ground made of some cement and some iron plates. He had gotten a shock. Vector had seen that the wire of the pool was at his roof.
Vector had retouched the ground and gotten a shock again. Vector had decided to sleep again. Vector had woken up in the morning; he had had nothing to do. Slowly, the time had passed, and the night had come again.
Vector had been so hungry, as 3 days had passed, he was exhausted. Accidentally, in the morning at 5:00 AM, Vector had seen a helicopter of the rescue team flying in the sky. With excitement, Vector had started screaming "help, help" but he had been so hungry and exhausted that he wasn't able to scream so much, and the helicopter had gone.
Vector had been so sad; he had also cried and questioned God about why he had given him this life, and why he had given him a chance to be born if he wanted to take it away. Vector had slept at night with no hope.
Vector wake up at 7:45 am. He sees an team of rescue team. He shouted help !,help !. The team come to him with an life boat. Vector sees an light of God in that person. An young man hold him and help him to sit on the boat.
As Vector sat in the lifeboat, he gazed up at Sung Jhon with a mix of gratitude and desperation in his eyes. The young man's smile seemed like a beacon of hope in the midst of the devastating flood that had ravaged Vector's life.
"Thank you," Vector whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of the water lapping against the boat's hull. "I thought I was going to die out there."
Sung Jhon's smile broadened as he handed Vector a packet of food. "You're safe now. Eat this, it'll help you regain your strength."
Vector devoured the food, the taste and texture unfamiliar but welcome nonetheless. As he ate, he noticed that Sung Jhon's eyes seemed to gleam with an intensity that made Vector's skin crawl. But he pushed the feeling aside, attributing it to his own paranoia and exhaustion.
However, as he finished the food, Vector began to feel a strange, creeping sensation in his limbs. His vision blurred, and his eyelids grew heavy. Sung Jhon's smile seemed to fade into the distance as Vector's consciousness slipped away.
When Vector came to, he found himself in a stark, hospital-like room with white walls and a single, flickering fluorescent light overhead. The air was stale and cold, and Vector's head throbbed with a dull ache. He tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him to lie back down.
As he struggled to clear his head, Vector heard a faint, terrified scream from outside the room.
"Help! Help! They'll kill me later!"
The scream was followed by the sound of a gunshot, and then an eerie silence fell over the room. Vector's heart racing, he tried to sit up again, but his body felt like lead.
As he looked around the room, Vector saw Sung Jhon standing in the corner, his expression cold and calculating. The smile that had seemed so genuine just hours before now seemed sinister and manipulative.
"Who are you?" Vector demanded, trying to keep his voice steady. "What is this place?"
Sung Jhon's smile returned, but this time it seemed to hide a thousand secrets. "You'll find out soon enough, Vector. For now, just rest. You're going to need your strength."
Vector's instincts screamed at him to escape, but his body felt weak and uncoordinated. He was trapped, and he knew he had to find a way out before it was too late. But as he looked at Sung Jhon, he saw something that made his blood run cold but before he do anything he slept again with weakness as he was a small 10 years old child.
Vector wake up in apprehension but he realized the true nature of his situation. He was nothing more than an object to Sung Jhon, a tool to be used and discarded. The food, the shelter, the rescue – it was all just a ruse to gain his trust.
As the days passed, Vector's body began to change. He was subjected to strange experiments and procedures, his limbs and organs modified to suit Sung Jhon's twisted purposes. Vector's mind was clouded with pain and fear, his thoughts consumed by the desperate desire to escape.
But every time he tried to resist, Sung Jhon's men would intervene, their grip like a vice on his arms and legs. Vector's screams were drowned out by the sound of machinery whirring and beeping, his body transformed into a mere object, a robot devoid of feeling or humanity.
Vector's memories of his past life began to fade, replaced by the cold, harsh reality of his new existence. He was no longer a person, but a machine, a tool designed to serve Sung Jhon's sinister purposes.
As the modifications continued, Vector's sense of self began to disintegrate. He was trapped in a living nightmare, unable to wake up or escape. His thoughts were a jumbled mess of fear, pain, and despair, his emotions numb and detached.
And yet, deep down, a spark of humanity remained, a flicker of resistance that refused to be extinguished. Vector's determination to escape, to reclaim his identity and freedom, burned brighter with every passing day.
But for now, he was trapped, a prisoner of Sung Jhon's twisted experiments, forced to endure the unbearable pain and suffering. The question was, how long would Vector's spirit survive in this desolate, robotic existence?
Sung Jhon approached him and began disabling his body parts. Sung Jhon told Vector, his voice trembling with tears, that he had been ordered to do so by his elder manager at EVE. Vector's voice was cold and detached as he asked Sung Jhon why he was crying. Sung Jhon explained, his words laced with desperation, that he had been forced into this situation because his entire family was under EVE's control. As an engineer in robotics, Sung Jhon had been coerced into performing this task.
Vector's expression softened, and he recalled the dark memories of his past. He remembered how Sung Jhon had helped him survive unbearable pain by converting him into a robot. Sung Jhon's eyes welled up with tears as he revealed a shocking truth: "I'm your father, my son." He told Vector that his real mom and sister had died, and his entire life had been predetermined.
With a heavy heart, Sung Jhon activated the shutdown sequence. Vector's eyes closed, and he whispered a final farewell, "Thank you, Daddy Jhon." Sung Jhon gently placed Vector's body into a container and arranged for its transport. He requested permission to touch Vector one last time, but the manager refused. In a fit of rage, Sung Jhon attacked the manager, triggering a siren that summoned the guards.
The guards sedated Sung Jhon with a tranquilizer and dragged him away to the torture room. Vector, unconscious and helpless, was unable to intervene as Sung Jhon's fate was sealed, marking the beginning of a living hell under the elder manager's control.
Seen shifted to Ravien.
Raveen and Astro ventured deeper into the dark lobbies of the lab. Astro understood the situation and broke into a charming and playful song. Raveen smiled back and joined in, singing along with Astro. Later on, as they navigated the state corridor, Astro detected the same radio signals they had encountered before. Astro informed Raveen and gestured for him to move towards the wall. Raveen laughed and said to Astro, "This is just a wall." Astro sent some unique signal messages to hack the prototype. After some time, as Raveen checked the corridors, he heard and saw some locked rooms emitting a beep sound. Raveen's eyes widened as he moved back, and the wall he had laughed at earlier slid backwards slightly, opening up a secret passage. Raveen was taken aback, and he apologized to Astro, feigning innocence and laughing at him. Astro claimed no credit, saying, "This secret base isn't for us, and I think it might lead to another secret base that could be the one we're looking for. But this could also be a trap, and we might accidentally trigger an attack."
As Astro spoke, his voice was abruptly cut off by the sound of an explosion. The right side of the lobby, where they had just been standing, was suddenly engulfed in flames and debris. Astro's instincts kicked in, and he swiftly shielded Ravine from the blast. However, in the chaos, Astro's right hand was severely injured and broken. Despite his own pain, Astro's primary concern was Ravine's safety.
Ravine, who had been recovering from the previous attack, seemed to be unconscious after the blast. Astro's heart sank as he thought the worst – that Ravine might not survive. But to his relief, Ravine began to stir, groggily opening his eyes.
Scene shifted
Meanwhile, the scene shifted to a bustling city street, where an old man was filing a report with the CBI about his missing grandson, Ravine. The old man had visited Ravine's house earlier that day and found the gate open, with belongings scattered all over. Suspecting foul play, he had immediately approached the authorities.
The CBI officers took note of the old man's statement and began investigating Ravine's disappearance. They visited his house, collecting evidence and speaking to witnesses. Little did they know that Ravine was actually fighting for his life alongside Astro, miles away from the city.
As the CBI dug deeper, they discovered that Ravine's phone records showed a suspicious conversation with an unknown number just hours before his disappearance. The investigation was heating up, but the truth was far more complex and sinister than they could have imagined.
The old man's eyes were filled with worry and concern as he waited for any news about his grandson. "Please, find him," he pleaded with the CBI officers. "Bring him home safely."
The officers nodded reassuringly, but the case was proving to be more challenging than they had anticipated. As they continued their investigation, they stumbled upon a cryptic message on Ravine's computer – a message that would change the course of their inquiry forever.
"They're watching us," the message read. "Be careful."
Who was behind the message, and what did they want from Ravine? The CBI officers were determined to find out, but time was running out. Ravine's life hung in the balance, and every minute counted.
