Night had fallen, and the city lights flickered below. Oliver Miki stood on the rooftop of his house, the cold wind brushing past him. His eyes were focused, not on the view—but on a strange feeling.
Someone was watching.
Behind him, Bhoot slowly appeared, floating silently.
Bhoot: You felt it too, didn't you?
Miki: Yes.
There was a short pause.
Miki: At first, I thought it was random… but it's not.
Bhoot: Then what is it?
Oliver's voice became lower.
Miki: Someone is searching… not for me.
He turned slightly.
Miki: For my blood.
Everything went quiet.
---
Inside his room earlier that evening, Oliver sat at his desk. His notebook was open, filled with strange symbols and calculations. He stared at the pages, deep in thought.
Maria's voice echoed in his mind—
"You are hiding much more."
He slowly closed the notebook.
Miki: I didn't want to involve anyone…
Bhoot leaned nearby.
Bhoot: Too late.
Suddenly, Oliver's hand moved slightly.
A thin stream of blood rose from his fingertip without any wound. It floated in the air, forming a small sphere.
His eyes turned deep red.
The blood trembled.
Like it was reacting to something.
Oliver's expression changed.
Miki: This is bad.
Bhoot: What happened?
Oliver clenched his fist, pulling the blood back into his body.
Miki: Someone is tracking my blood manipulation.
Bhoot became serious.
Bhoot: The organization?
Oliver didn't answer.
But his silence confirmed it.
---
Back on the rooftop, the wind grew stronger.
Miki: If they find me… they'll find everyone connected to me.
Bhoot: So what's your plan?
Oliver looked forward, calm again.
Miki: I'll hide it.
Bhoot: Hide your power?
Miki: No… the signal.
---
The next morning, class had already started.
The teacher was writing on the board. The room was quiet.
Oliver sat normally, as if nothing had changed.
Maria passed him a folded paper.
He opened it.
"Are you okay?"
He didn't reply.
Instead, he looked around the classroom.
Everything felt normal.
Too normal.
At the back, a girl quietly raised her phone.
Click.
She tried to take a picture of Oliver.
The screen glitched.
Static.
Empty.
No image.
The girl frowned.
Girl: Why is it not working…
Maria noticed and looked at Oliver.
Oliver kept staring forward, expression unchanged.
Inside his mind—
Signal reduced… but not gone.
Bhoot's voice whispered softly—
Bhoot: They're getting closer.
Oliver's fingers tightened slightly.
For the first time—
School didn't feel safe anymore.
---
Far away, inside a dark room filled with monitors—
A red dot blinked on a screen.
A distorted voice spoke—
"Target located… partially."
Another voice replied—
"Subject: Oliver Miki."
A pause.
"Activate Phase One."
The screen flickered.
And the signal… locked in.