Finally the next day’s evening came. The two of us were seated at the back side of the car. Mr. Kingston started the timer and said to me:

“It will blast in next four minutes”

“That one is the house, right?” I asked pointing towards some bungalow.

“Yes that is the one”

“How many people live there?”

“Three. Two women and one man”

“How are they related?”

“Just let it be…Now go”

As I almost stepped out of the car, he said to me:

“And remember…The broken magnifying glass. The day you see some broken magnifying glass, it would mean that you are getting your answers because of doing the task correctly”

I nodded and finally stepped out.

I was now walking towards the house dressed as a delivery man. I saw that Kingston and his driver had left.

I approached towards the house until I heard someone calling me from the left side. I turned and looked at it. It was some cop standing by his police car.

“What are you holding?” he asked pointing his torch towards me.

Oh my God. I will be so dead. I whispered.

I ignored him and continued walking towards the house.

“Hey stop!” the cop exclaimed. “What’s in the bag?”

I ignored the police officer and continued walking towards the house.

“Hey stop!” the cop exclaimed. “What’s in the bag?”

I increased my speed telling myself:

Just get this job done before this interferer makes a mess out of everything.

As I reached outside the house, I simply threw the heavy bag inside and luckily it landed where it was meant to. I was in luck but regarding something dreadful.

Now I had to escape. The cop had already seen my face and I had to flee before he could stop me. As I turned and ran ahead I saw that he was aiming his hand gun straight towards me through his both hands.

That moment I did what Mr. Kingston told me. I simply lied on the ground with my backside up. The police officer approached me and then it happened.

The bomb exploded with huge flames and fire that looked like a large cloud. The noise was loud as if plenty of shot guns had been fired altogether. The noise of the blast lasted three to four seconds, or maybe I just felt like this.

The police officer who was approaching me flew backwards and fell at least one mile away from where he was standing.

I looked up after several seconds to make sure there was a possibility for me to find and escape out. There was black smoke all around that was getting darker and was making it less visible.

I stood up and without cleaning my clothes or anything, I simply made my way out by running in slow speed. I looked at the cop who was lying backwards; thank God he wasn’t that injured. He opened his eyes and tried to say something but I couldn’t comprehend as there was already too much rush.

The next thing I did was that I ran as fast as I could, making sure no one was watching me. The stupidity on my part was that I did not wear any mask even though it was available. I just wanted to keep my face comfortable as mask was kind of irritating.

I am in the middle of nowhere. I don’t know at what part of the city I actually am. I’m far away from where I committed the crime but I have no idea about my house.

Feeling guilty and having quite a heavy burden on your conscience is the worst feeling ever. I am experiencing that right now. Seeing one police officer lying almost injured broke my heart, so how much I feel depressed and remorseful on destroying three human lives, only I know. I wish no one would ever feel this way.

On the other hand, I have lost hope regarding my identity. I feel as if it doesn’t matter. Maybe it’s a temporary feeling, but right now what I am feeling is something very troublesome.

I want to escape my feelings. I just want to undo this incident with a click of a button.

I look at myself in the mirror and I realize that I am a criminal of the state. If I get arrested right now for what I have done, it wouldn’t really bother me, or would it?

Should I simply go and get myself arrested? Doing the right thing.

No don’t be stupid. A voice came from inside me.

An hour later, I was walking on the streets when I suddenly heard the sound of some news channel from some shop:

“A terrorist activity has been discovered”

As the news gained my attention, I turned my head to see the news. On the news channel, I saw the footage of bomb explosion:

Oh God. I got upset and I heard my conscience scolding me. What have you done? Do you hold yourself responsible for their death?

Of course, who else is responsible besides me?

I then moved away from the shop as I did not have enough courage to listen to this stuff further.

Some old woman bumped me while I moved away. Maybe it was me, she was just listening to the news as I was.

“How terrible are these terrorists?” she commented as if talking to me.

“I agree” I said and tried to escape.

But this talkative old woman held my arm and continued speaking:

“Tell me about it. How can someone be so cruel? Based on the news, there were three humans who lived there”

I held her hand and let go of mine as it was getting really uncomfortable for me to listen to this.

Who the hell is she? I spoke angrily inside my heart.

I walked away immediately as I did not have the guts to listen to this. But I did know that she was right and whatever she was saying was absolutely true.

Suddenly, my identity doesn’t really matter to me; because even if I had any, I have probably lost it now. From a human, I have become an animal.

Next day’s morning, I woke up and found myself sleeping on the footpath, like a beggar. I was stunned and scared at the same as I couldn’t remember how I ended up like this. I was considering the possibility that I might have been drugged or something.

I slowly recalled after standing up that I was feeling quite drowse last night after having some ice cream shake. Now why was I eating that ice cream shake? It needs to be answered.

Coincidentally I put my hands inside my pockets and to my surprise I found plenty of cash inside my left side pocket.

What the hell is this? I asked taking them out.

It was a huge amount of money. But who put it there. It couldn’t be someone I know.

I am right handed. I tried to solve the situation. If I would have inserted it myself, it would have been in the right one.

Something has happened last night. I am more than sure that something suspicious has happened.

I spontaneously recalled that ice cream shake was lent by someone who felt that I was a poor homeless kid. Alright now this is resolved but the money, I have absolutely no idea. This amnesia is really a strange one.

Keeping all the mysteries aside, I must run back to my apartment. Unfortunately for me, I don’t know the name of my residential location.

Anyway, I had enough money now which I don’t know was a trap or something else, but I had to utilize it opportunistically.

Several minutes later, I was inside the taxi and it took me quite a while to explain my destination to the driver.

“I just have to make sure that I am not getting misused” I talked to myself.

As I finally reached the destined location, I felt way much relieved and secure. I gave the driver his due and then walked towards my building. Instead of walking straight inside, I sat outside on the café where I sat with Linda, Ellison and Luke for the first time.

I wanted to have some breakfast. I ordered some and while I was waiting, I listened to the couple talking with each other,

“Yesterday’s bomb blast was quite upsetting” the girl said.

“I know I agree. I don’t know what kind of terrorists are here. What do they really want?”

“Perhaps it wasn’t the terrorists. It Might have been a gang war among some ordinary and local criminals”

“Oh come on, ordinary criminals don’t have bombs or grenades”

“Alright fine, not local criminals but they could have been some underworld gangsters”

“Maybe you haven’t seen the news, the police officer nearby reported that it was a young guy who threw the bomb inside”

“Really?”

“Yes”

“Well I haven’t seen that”

Oh Dear God. I whispered to myself. I can easily get caught if the cop remembers my face.

“The criminals of our state are not that stupid” the boy continued, “they must have sent someone like him deliberately to mislead the police”

“Someone like him? You mean a young kid”

“Yes, in reality that kid must be quite old and must be wearing a make up to look young”

I chuckled secretly.

The girl however responded:

“Well our state’s police is also not quite stupid. They know such tricks and they cannot be fooled because of these”

“Well that’s also true”

Now I was quite stressed and terrified for a single moment but I agreed with the statement.

After a while, the waiter brought my breakfast. He left after keeping it on my table.

If my memories return, I would simply leave this city forever. I told myself. This is the only way to escape what you are going through right now.

The couple stood up and they vacated the table. I looked at them go and wondered:

I envy these two. Not because they have some companionship, but because they own their identities. And they are not doing harmful things to earn them.

Later during the afternoon, I came outside my apartment and tried to open it knowing that I wouldn’t be able to because the last time that I remember, I had locked it before leaving, and unfortunately I cannot find my house keys’ since I escaped the bomb explosion.

However, to my surprise the door opened. I was thinking for a moment that what if I hadn’t locked but I could strongly remember that I had and I wasn’t missing any minute details.