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Mirage Out of the blue Floating in front of My Eyes // Climax chapter to Finale I.

To some extent, dealing with any difficult and troubled situated condition must be done so smartly only opting drastic abandonment to any necessary things in picking up only integral items and own consciousness around pulling through necessarily facing and dealt all.
Though, consequently, very rapid solution and settlement must economize unnecessary costing, none the less, only following suit for dealing everything rationally must look over either very important thing in terms of human personally surving abiding morale and humane affectionate contact.


Though, finally, our world has some very vital but unexpectedly invisibly shielded one human conditioned touch-stone which is potentially questioned to anybody's mind. And that must be our human's universally ethical norm or so.


Upper mentioned a little bit stereotyped instructively stank description is applied also to espionage activity which includes sleeping undercover relevant action compass.


That very suitable example was shown by my espionage team's one of oldest crew, 'Aquil's suffering and his reaction to it.


One day, I received one mail contact from one another the oldest crew Saddham, and his report was like next.


( 🔯  Our staff each sign for discrimimating each identity was, at the moment new three crews were added to our team, in order at becoming member of my team, younger alphabet letter was given, though 'Aquil was W, Saddahm was V, Sophia was U, and the crews at the last recruited ones with 'armad was T, Ambartsum was S, and Vito was R.)



Then, this message is based on my fellow in your team as 'Aquil's left note which he tried to mail me as real letter not internet one, and it signified that "If the letter was sent to you(as me, Saddham), I must have been arrested my freedom of going and staying as usual ordinary citizen by Charlie Craig's conspiracy."


A'quil's letter


Because I was recently(since this year's beginning days before spring had come, investigating and analyzing mission executing term for Craig's syndicate's underground illegal commerce and management) frequently, experiencing followed by unidentified one or occasionally ones as plural members in turn, necessarily my sixth sense was buzzed my mind at that suffering.
My investigating and analyzing content could have been continuously stolen or at least leaked by some unidentified method to the outside which originally should never be done as professional undercover's duty, but intuitively my mind was starting to sense that my activity and my using daily habit and routes I usuallyuse for coming and going to anywhere.


That things' deriving reason was perfectly unknown relatively until this year's spring coming seasonal days, but at one relatively warmer day in April, I came across one my notionally known one's appearance in front of metw when I played Teq ball with Saddham and Sophia at our using second obtained sports amusement field after coming in P○k○st○n for now commanded mission. 


And usually my sensing mind at alarm's equipped nature continued to inform that I was continuously chased at my using route anytime from relatively close distanced location for me in vigilant eyes and very carefully silent footprint and stepping tone, but obviously I was serially targeted by obviously specified object attending own unit. That frequency was accelerated since we all were beginning the recovery local project for keeping habitually settling place either for using at doing daily job and staying foothold against harsh flood and plague and epidemic caused from flood and famine in June.


Nevertheless, at passing through those days' own frequency's jammed term, suddenly the symptoms to my transitive route and daily habitual footprint investigating intended action was once weakened at certain my sensing, but again that symptom was riviving in my daily spent reality at half latter this years days' as
fall's coming.


And at one day, a little bit before I claim my resignation to our cheif as Sir French undercover captain, after finishing the day's routine and the must to do my given job at evening, I after a long time, went to a bar a gain as when we entered in this country sometimes dropped in for taking dinner occasionally together with our team's other one and another time individually. That time, to where I was sitting on the chair( at off of worshipping time in the day), one middle aged male one so heavily attended mustache, beard, and whisker sat down remotely put chair. That bar was used for the locality settling ones and visitors from outside.


His impression was for the first time to me, perfectly seen just unfamiliar identified, but after he simply asked food for supper and started to eat after that was served by one older generation male shopkeeper as almost same older as the one, suddenly he made his d eront body faced my side body and with very small voice whispered to me, saying "You've held some mind's trouble and that idea and notion has covered your mind and body for so long period, haven't you?" in Urd○.


At the moment, for the first timing, I got my idea to gaze at his face and confirm his identity and at the time, I knew that he was never P○k○st○n○, and someCaucasian, because he had very browner skin and P○k○st○n○'s own older man's deeply depressed and sunken appearance between eyebrows impressed my mind not as the country's citizen, necessarily he wore this country's ordinary clothe.




(Irregularly continued)





Oct. 21st.   2022