"Well, that looks like the vehicle we've been looking for."
Mike said this then took a sip of his coffee as he and Seth sat in the doughnut shop parking lot. The same van that had been outside the Crimson lab, and supposedly used to transport their missing eye witnesses, was also in the same parking lot. Whomever was operating the van was not worried about it standing out, especially with people having recently gone missing from it.
"I just don't get it? This guy just pulls into the freakin shop like everything is just kosher and doesn't appear to have a care in the world as to whether or not anyone is following them or suspects anything?", Seth said outloud, directly his comments more at the air than at Mike.
"Dude, you're preaching to the choir. It's kinda arrogant, but we really have to get them somewhere we can question them, other than a doughnut shop. Don't really want to spook them."
"Yeah, yeah. I really don't understand that FBI guy either. And where'd he go? I mean, it was like he just disappeared into thin air!"
"He probably got beamed up."
"That's not a damn bit, funny, Mike."
Mike was chuckling before he took a sip of his coffee. Then he spit it out as the driver of the black van came out to get back into his vehicle.
"There's our guy!"
Seth got the keys ready to start the ignition, as he saw the van back up and pull away in the parking lot.
Seth and Mike followed the van out of the lot and down the highway. The driver of the van did not appear to be in a big hurry. In fact, Seth had to try really hard to maintain distance between the van and their sedan, worried that the driver might be on to them following him.
Suddenly the van peeled off at the next exit and that's when Seth suspected the driver was indeed on to them.
Seth floored the accelerator to try and keep pace. Tires were peeling as both vehicles sped down the highway.
"Oh yeah, it's on now", said Mike, who always loved high speed chases.
Seth hated them, but he wasn't about to let this guy get away.
The van took a sharp turn down an alley way, forcing Seth to push the sedan harder to catch up. By the time Seth reached the alley, however, the van was already stopped and in a parked position. It appeared as if the driver had left it minutes ago even though seconds had passed.
Seth pulled the sedan directly behind the van and flipped on the blue lights. He and Mike both got out of the car and withdrew their pistols. Ducking down somewhat behind the car doors, Seth motioned for the two of them to move towards either side of the van. Mike acknowledged and the two men began to move slowly down the sides of the van.
Looking into the vehicle from the side mirrors, neither Seth nor Mike could see the driver inside. However, he could have been hiding in the read of the van, for all they knew. Both men stopped just before the vehicle doors, still peering inside the vehicle from the mirrors. Seth slowly worked his way around to see no one sitting in the driver's seat. Mike inch around as well. When Mike was in sight, Seth motioned for him to open the passenger door as he opened the driver's side. Both men, on the count of three, yank the doors open, stayed low, and held their guns up ready for anything. Looking into the back of the vehicle, there was no one. Neither Seth nor Mike could believe it. It was, once again, as if the person had just disappeared.
When the coast was clear, and the men let down their guard, Mike moved back outside of the vehicle. That's when he was met face-to-face with the driver. This time, however, the driver was holding a gun to Mike's temple, and didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.
With one swift pull, Mike's head erupted sideways, as his body collapsed to the ground. This happened so quickly that Seth was not able to react fast enough to shoot the assailant himself before he shot Mike at point blank range. Seth aimed his gun at the driver's head, and readied himself to pull the trigger. But before he could, the driver shot Seth in the chest, flinging him backwards onto the pavement below.
When Seth impacted the ground, his gun flung away. Seth was now laying there, clutching his chest where the bullet had just entered. Blood was spurting upward and outward, as if the artery had been severed. In fact, Seth's aorta had been cut from the shot, and he only had moments to live if he did not reach a surgeon quickly.
The driver came around the front of the van and stood over Seth, who was mortally wounded. Seth was beginning to lose consciousness as he was losing large amounts of blood very quickly. The driver just stared down at him, then he began to spoke.
"If you and your partner want to live, you'll need to come with me."
Seth was perplexed by this statement. He had seen the driver shoot his partner in the head, a clean kill shot for any human being. There was no living from that type of wound. Seth was bleeding to death, so unless this guy was a highly skilled surgeon his chances were grim. Still, Seth felt a calming effect in the presence of the man. Maybe it was because his life force was slipping away quickly? Seth didn't understand what was happening, but he really had no choice anymore.
The driver quickly picked up Seth and carried him to the back of the van. He laid Seth on the hood of the sedan long enough to open the rear doors of the van, and then picked Seth back up placing him in the rear of the vehicle. A few seconds went by again and Mike's now deceased body flopped down beside a dying Seth. As Seth began to blackout, a strange white luminescence filled the van, with a loud hum filling the silence. Seth thought to himself, Is this the end?
For Seth and Mike, it was only the beginning.
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