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I am not a murderer, but something far, Far worse. It would have been better if I had murdered him. I see his face every night before I go to bed. Oh, God, Those eyes, his eyes. If only I could go back in time. This immortality hangs on me like I, CASS, my friends and relatives of all aged and died. I must be free. I will be free. I will be tortured no more. Jack Armstrong sat in his huge mansion, which was guarded by dozens of security guards. As he studied the ancient object in front of him. He stroked his chin with his hand. I have never pressed the second button on the glove. What does it do? Not knowing is killing me. Jack was smart, with an IQ nearing almost 200. But not only was he smart, he was also immortal 200 years earlier, I have spent years searching for the secret of immortality, from searching the tombs of the pharaohs to the pyramids off the Aztecs. Now I find myself in this godforsaken Arctic wilderness At last. At last I have found it. All the information I have gathered over the years points to the secret of immortality being in this crashed alien spaceship. It's taken us weeks to get through the ice to this location. His ship, the Golden Pearl, lay some 200 metres behind him. Jack used his pickaxe to smash away the ice on the spacecrafts front. Once the ice had been hacked away, Jack saw the metal door. On the right was a small round hole. He placed it in the silver pearl he obtained from the pyramids of the Aztecs. The door opens slowly, sliding upwards. Jack entered and travelled further and further into the alien spacecraft Eventually. Eventually, I have found the alien space pod inside laid E. R Key. The first alien, the one that set us free. Jack placed another silver pole into a hole at one end of the pod. There was a slight noise as the lid slid upwards. I've done it. Jack stared at the three foot humanoid alien on the aliens stomach was an ancient manuscript written in an alien language are not interested in that That just contains the storey of how the aliens came to our planet and created US humans by mixing the native monkey DNA with their own. For the purposes of mining gold, Jack picked up the ancient manuscript and threw it to one side. I have guessed rights. Underneath the manuscript was a golden glove. The glove off the gods go a loud, angry, whining voice. Come downstairs and mop the kitchen floor. You good for nothing, Maria called out of bed. The bruise on my arm is still there. I'll have to wear a long sleeve shirt to school or a jumper again today. Don't I hate my mom. Several months later, when Maria had turned 16 she had run away. A few days later, Jack's goons had picked her up off the street. Jack remembered the warning on the ancient parchments he had found. The warning had simply red. This glove gives immortality, but greed takes it away. I am immortal. I have wealth beyond measure. But the second button on the glove, I must know what it does. I've spent decades coming to this final decision, and now I have finally made it. Jack took a deep breath, press the intercom switch in his study and said, Bring in the lucky person. A young girl about 16 years old who was tied, hand and foot was dragged into the large study by two burly men. Jack looked into her eyes and saw something that he had never saw on his own. When he looked in the mirror Compassion, humanity, he stared at her for the longest time, not speaking, just staring. He studied her like a scientist would study an insect. It's your lucky day. You're going to test something for me. The girl uttered something low and inaudible from behind the masking tape on her mouth.