"I will go and book a room for us in this hotel. They might run out of rooms otherwise," Ryder said as he stood up.
"You don't step out," he told Alice before he stepped out of the room and walked up to the reception.
"Uhmm, hey. I would like to book two rooms," He told the receptionist.
The receptionist started looking at his computer before he shook his head.
" Ah, sorry, sir. We don't have two rooms. We only have one room available. All the other rooms have already been booked by guests," the receptionist replied apologetically.
"Ah, Fine. Give us that one room. Here's my card," Ryder said, agreeing to get one room. He didn't have any choice either way.
He got the room keys before he started walking towards the cabin where Alice was waiting.
As he was walking towards the Cabin, he suddenly realized something.
"Hey Janus, this abrupt mission that you gave? Was that to get us out of the city?" Ryder asked in confusion.
Janus didn't reply.
"Why didn't you give me a mission to stop the attacks instead?" Ryder asked again, after not getting an answer.
" Do I have any chance of being able to stop them if I went back in time?" He asked again, not letting Janus' silence sway him.
[No]
Janus finally replied with one word.
"I know I can't solve it at once, but I can try again and again until I find a way to?" Ryder suggested as he frowned.
[It's not safe. The chances of successfully stopping the attacks are only 0.01 percent. Also, doing it too many times in the same timeline will make time unstable. If that happened, he would be forced to come out. That won't be safe for anyone]
Janus answered Ryder.
"Who will come out?" Ryder asked again, but this time Janus didn't reply.
"0.01 Percent chances of success, huh," Ryder muttered as he sighed.
"That means that I would have to go back in time over ten thousand times to have a chance of success without dying, and even that wouldn't guarantee success," Ryder muttered as he sighed.
"That would be ten thousand timelines in which all these people will die because of my failure," He muttered as he fell in deep thought.
Ryder entered the room and sat down as he sighed.
" Have dinner. Don't think too much. There's nothing we can do about it," Ryder muttered as he shook his head.
"I am not hungry anymore," Alice said, shaking her head.
"You can't do anything. Eat now. That's an order," Ryder said as he glared at her.
After a little more insistence, Alice finally started eating.
From the Capital City, a federal plane was about to take off.
The Plane was filled with FBI agents. The plane was about to take them to the city that was shaken by the blasts.
There were over Thirty agents on the plane, and the plane had just taken off.
"Hey, Ray. It'll be my first time working on this mission with you. Won't you brief our team about it? It seems like the work of the terrorists you faced in DC. What do you think?" One of the agents asked Ray. He had flaming red hair and sharp eagle-like eyes
Three FBI teams were going for this investigation, and each of them had a different leader. They were told to work separately.
The Red-haired man was one of the three-team leaders. He was called Reylon Marvels.
"It seems like this, but we can't be certain before investigators. But according to my assumption, it seems to be their work. They're probably taking revenge because we got to one of their men and because we killed their members in DC," Ray replied as he sighed.
" At the moment, I can only say one thing. Whoever did this can't be a human. Taking so many innocent lives," he muttered, shaking his head.
"That's true," Raylon said as he nodded his head.
'Is this just a coincidence, though? Ryder left the city, and blasts happened? Did he know about this? Was he involved in these? So many questions, but the only thing I can see is that Ryder is at the center of it,' Ray thought as he closed his eyes.
He was wondering why Ryder had left the city so late and just to go to a hotel to eat when he heard about the blasts. It made him link Ryder with the blasts. He felt like Ryder knew about these, but he was still confused. In his eyes, Ryder was someone who hated these Terrorists and stopped them as he did in DC and like he did outside Jameson's house. He couldn't understand why he didn't stop it this time, instead of leaving the city right before the blasts.
Could it be that Ryder had finally joined the terrorist organization? Or is it that the terrorists were waiting for him to go out of the city before starting this mission since they were worried that he would stop them again? It also had a third thought.
He wondered if these attacks were just a ploy to bring out Ryder and catch him, but Ryder knew about it and ran away. All these assumptions kept floating in his head.
He was curious to determine which of these assumptions was true and who the mastermind behind these attacks was.
The Plane flew through the clear skies towards the city, the sky of which was covered in smoke from all the blasts.
The city was burning. There was fire everywhere. The sound of cop cars and ambulances could be heard everywhere. Fire Brigades were working hard to get the raging flames under control.
The peaceful city was filled with the noise of vehicles and the cries of people.
No one knew, but right in the middle of this city, a man was standing at the top of a tall building.
" It's so pretty. The blazing city," the man muttered as he laughed.
The man seemed to be enjoying the destruction all around him. He was relishing in the cries and the screams of people. Only sheer pleasure could be seen in the eyes of the man.
"Where are you, little guys? You killed our men in the DC. You were pretty brave. I thought that if I made a blast big enough to attract some attention, you would appear again. Where are you hiding? Come out. Come out so I can kill you and take you to our supreme lord," the man muttered as he looked at the burning city.
