I tried so many times to calm my nerves down as I listened to this two's another episodes of 'debate.'

Keio, who gave up listening to Benina and Thadd, walked out of the common area and goes inside the room where Kherst took his own time to get more data from the phone I just bought.

"I have read it on my book before, it was really gouache!"

"It's not Gouache! It is Ganache! Ga-nache! Gouache is a paint while ganache is a chocolate!" Thadd shot back, nerves showing on his neck.

"Oh yeah? How can you prove tha—"

"Stop you two." The three of us looked at Kherst who was now carrying Keio in his arms. The kid fell asleep on his shoulder while embracing his neck and arm. "Your noices will attract the people outside. I told you to set your personal issues aside, we need to know who owns the phone before Ami bought it." He then walked out to get back inside his room.

This house actually had four rooms. But the room that Kherst used is only for our mission, and the rest is ours. Me and Benina will share the room beside the one that 006 used for whatever purposes he had inside. Then the next one to ours was shared by Keio and Thadd. The last room is owned by 006, clearly not wanting to share a space with anyone of us. My last sentence has a pinch of sarcasm.

After eating our dinner cooked by Kherst, we then go back again to the common area to begin with our agenda. Kherst didn't let Benina and Thadd to cook for meals in here since this place is new to everyone but him.

"I scanned the whole data from this phone," Kherst placed the phone on the center table. "It is clear that someone intended to put something in it before the gadget was immediately reformatted." He looked at me. "What does the message you saw again in this phone, Ami?"

I sighed and spoke, "The one who takes, is the one who will be chased."

"But it had eight asterisks that was divided into two above the message. Like it is a hidden code or something." I added that made them still for a moment. Thinking of what we could do.

Keio then raised his slender hand. "I think I know someone that is stated in clue," he spoke.

006 squinted his eyes on the kid and asked of what the kid had thought.

"Arem Avec. She was that woman who talked to my late grandpa before we were taken in this org. Not sure about that tho, but she always lets me write her name whenever she visits our house before. I even remembered her telling me to always have her name be with me."

Arem Avec...

'Fidelle! Do not run in the corridors you might destroy anything!"

"Oh, come on, Avec! I wanna see Shalom!"

"Don't be stubborn, please! Shalom will not like it—"

"What's going on in here? Fidelle, Arem."

"N-nothing Sir Sheldon, I was just accompanying, Fidelle."

It made sense to me now.

I grabbed the phone and searched for something that could lead me to what I was searching for.

"Ami, what are you doing?" Benina asked while looking at me.

"I think I know that person as well."

After few scans and searches inside this phone's data, I found it.

MERA_CEVA.PDF

This file is hidden in the depths of the files. Making it almost invisible and untraceable if not searched thoroughly.

I showed the the screen of the phone to my mates and they were shocked at what I had found.

"That's what we needed!" Thadd exclaimed but we hushed him so he would lessen his voice. He leaned back a bit but the shock in his face didn't vanished yet.

"This must be what those who looked for this one was looking for. This phone holds the secrets of the organization. Our organization." Kherst took my phone and looked at us.

"Follow me to my office," he said before going inside his office. We followed him and there, we saw that his office is not what we expected to see.

This room is just a façade as it leads to the bigger room behind those walls where a large mirror was placed. When we reached to his office, the hidden door immediately closed. We didn't took heed of it since we're still occupied with what we just found out.

"I will print out this file and we'll discuss this matter after." We nodded at Kherst and sat to the couch in front of his desk.

After a few minutes, he came to us with the hardcopies of the files he got from my phone.

"I erased the whole data of this phone so it will not attract those hackers anymore. This one will cause chaos if we'll be tracked down by those who looked for this one." He then placed the green folder that contained what he got from the phone.

"That's Arem's files. Ami, do the honor to read." I nodded at Kherst's command and took the folder.

Mera_ceva.pdf

[The Lost Organization]

Founders Cignocencio Nievelino Mavel Castrañeza-Dela Cerces

Administrative Officers Sheldon Fructuoso Avidonna Mirayu-Fructuoso Kariv Heuchler Louise Gän-Fiėgler Sheriz Amalia Vaynerchuk Evanov Louven Vaynerchuk Quillo Faramenti



001=[Shalaeah Cristobal] 002=[Panferio Del Trias] 003=[Xerxes Hollicks] 004=[Zebhara Thrisia Quirana] 005=[Ñieres O'Dowd] 006=[Shalom Kherst Fructuoso]

I read all the names that goes from 001 to 100. Their names before they became Sciffs. I saw Kherst's and it almost broke me down knowing that they have to die in order to become like this. And what had me surprised is that, Arem Avec is one of them. She's 016. I also saw 069's profile name, Heinrich Verlagen.

I looked up and saw their faces. They're anticipating of what I had learned from this file.

"This must be the current profiles of the people in our organization called The Lost. Avidonna and Sheldon, my parents, were now married in this one. This one also had your profiles, Kherst... As well with Arem Avec." I put the folder down the table. "Arem must have escaped from this organization and brought this confidential information outside."

"It made sense to me now," Benina commented as she touched her chin. "If Arem tried to extort these confidential informations, I am pretty sure that she lives around this suburban village." We nodded at her as our agreement. Keio is still not old enough to fully understand the situation but he knows what was talked about.

"Does that mean, we will find Arem? But we have to gather the vital informations from the Manus gang," Keio spoke.

Shoot, we totally forgot about our mission because of Arem's extortion of the org's file.

"Arem is part of that gang." We all looked at Thadd who is now tapping on a laptop. Wherever and however he got that thing, we'll never know.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Arem Avec is a known Manus gang member. She got her popularity three years ago," he answered and showed us a site that stated the said woman's identity.

I couldn't believe that this sciff actually slipped easily away from the grasp of this organization. She even became a member of a gang that we will infiltrate.

"The same time she had escaped. This is not a coincidence that she let any of us to take what she had left. This must be a trapped," Kherst told us that made us feel alert. "Heins is the only person yet to know where this hideout was placed." He meant 069. "I'll call him." Then he left the common area so we could continue brainstorming.

"What to do now?" Thadd asked as he taps on the laptop. "Keio's grandfather knows Arem Avec." He looked at the kid and then to me and Benina. "Once that file is in our hands, we are already in danger. We can't trust anyone right now."

He's right, what we have right now is vital and would really get us into dangerous situations.

"Even is still not even picking up his God-forsaken phone, must be that he's around but we can't feel him," Benina added that made me rethink about Even's real name.

"My name is actually a mix of my real names. First two from the first name and the other two from the second name. Isn't that exciting?"

It made sense. But the name he gave us was Eleven Trove Vaynerchuk.

Vaynerchuk...

I quickly grabbed the folder from the center table and scanned to the profiles. And there, I found it.

Evanov Louven Vaynerchuk

I gasped when I realized the real identity of Even.

"What's wrong, Ami? What do you find?" Keio asked, seeming worried about me. I tore away my gaze on the file and looked at the three.

"Even. He's one of the administrators of this organization. And he was acting all this time." They gasped when they heard what I have said.

But what had me gaped on what I had learned myself from Arem's file...

I am number One-zero-one. A special sciff.

101= [Amalie Fidelle Fructuoso] ±

If am a sciff like Kherst, how come I didn't know about this?