Waking Up
- C H A P T E R I -
- T I M E -
- 0 2 3 0 -
I woke up in an alleyway, with no clue about where I was and what happened other than a bottle of whiskey in my left hand, and a migraine, pounding my head against a rock and a hard place. After a minute I stand up to find out where I am... this is weird.... I can’t read any of the signs.... I search my body for my cell, it’s gone
“God damnit.... I need to get... home...”
I try to make my way towards a payphone, having a few septums in my back pocket, I call my wife
RING RING.... RING RING.... RING RIN-
“~Hello?~”
a sweet voice comes over the speaker, catching me by surprise, I love her voice, it’s sweeter than honey and more loving than a mama bear is with her cubs
“Hey, Lisa.... I don’t know where I am...”
“~Desmond God we’ve been looking everywhere for you! Hang tight I’m having Rigen track the phone your using, stay there and we will come get you!~”
ah, good man Rigen, he’s intimidating at first look, but he’s nothing but a big 7 foot teddy bear who has a thing for computers
“Alright... hurry up, I have a bad feeli-”
I’m interrupted by chattering on the other end, sounds of confusion
“~what the hell... Desmond... your no longer here... in America, your in Korea~”
“I- how the hell did I get to Korea?”
“~I don’t know but that’s where your calling from, it says your at the edge of Korea, see of you can find a airport, we’ll send Judie to come get you, from the map we are looking at, there is one directly east of you, approximately 3 kilometers~”
“How the fuck did I get here...? I guess I should be on my way, also can you not tell the boss man about this?”
a more serious and masculine voice comes over the line
“~^Tell me about what, Justifell^~”
I freeze for a moment, my boss, L. J. Tibbs, one of the best special agents, and team leader of our department.
“Uh.... I think I got drunk and somehow found my way to Korea... boss...”
“~^How hard did you hit your head? Your alcohol intolerant, you didn’t get there on your own, now hurry to the airport so Vinceen can pick you up and we can figure out what the hell happened^~”
after he’s done speaking he hangs up, and I make my way to the airport
- T I M E -
- 0 8 1 5 -
**PLANE 239 DEPARTING FOR NEW MEXICO - 뉴멕시코행 비행기 239 출발**
the intercom announces the planes in both English and Korean, i sit down in the waiting room, trying to be careful, watching my back. I’m a federal agent, named Desmond Justifell, i work with a group of people, one of which is my wife, Lisa Justifell, we work to solve cases to do with navy crimes, although that’s not why i joined, or why i stayed, my memory starting to come back, but in a blur, when all of a sudden i hear someone yelling my name
“Hello? Earth to Desmond?”
I blink and look up, it’s a short woman, only about 5′4, although her afro makes her about 5′7, eyes a red Hazel with milky brown skin, its Judie Vinceen, the most badass special agent on the team, hot headed, and best of all, pilot of the lazy bird, helicopter assigned to our team for whatever we may need it for
“Judie! finally we can get out of here”
“not so fast Desmond, first i gotta get something to eat, i’m starving”
we get some Korean food as we walk together, talking about recent events, AKA my getting to Korea
“so, you really don’t know at all how you got here? not a clue?”
“No Judie, like i said, my memory is coming back, but in a blur, all i can remember is yelling”
after we get the food we ordered from a place called 영혼을위한 음식, which Judie tells me says ‘Food For The Soul’, we head towards the helipad where the Lazy Bird lays, cracking a few jokes, we both get in, and head towards America
