11:30 am
After stopping off to buy a cute little stuffed animal and a red rose, I headed over to Alpha’s house. Physical contact ups the risk in our game significantly, but I have planned for that as well. Wearing gloves is not really an option because it is warm out and it would look out of place. Have fun with trying to figure out where I am by that, three quarters of the country could be considered warm right now so see if you can find Simon. Anyway, I have fake fingerprints that glue right onto the end of my fingers and they look and feel like real skin so no prints. I can’t tell you all of my countermeasures because some will give away part of my physical appearance but suffice to say I will leave no trace evidence even if Alpha calls the police, which I am pretty sure she won’t after tonight. I parked up the street and walked silently around to the back of the house. I had scouted the neighborhood previously and none of the neighbors have dogs so I went around the back of the house and quickly picked the lock on the rear door. Once inside I deactivated the alarm code, which I was able get via the webcams that are supposed to be securing her house. She should have just sent me an engraved invitation.
I went into baby Alpha’s room and gently laid the stuffed animal in the crook of her tiny little arm and I brushed a wisp of hair off of her face. The stuffed animal has a nametag that says Simon. Baby Alpha didn’t even stir as I turned and went back out of her bedroom to the kitchen. I placed the red rose in the middle of the kitchen table on top of the printed still of Alpha doing naked yoga from the security camera footage with this note: Dear “Alpha”, I told you there were consequences. You should consider yourself lucky that I didn’t orphan young “baby Alpha” tonight. I knew you wouldn’t remember what drew my attention in the first place, but you offended a stranger with your complete lack of driving skills and basic courtesy on the road the other day and you carelessly brought that unwanted attention to your own doorstep, to your daughter’s doorstep. Wake up, your actions have consequences and you have someone you are responsible for. See that we don’t meet again. Simon
I watched her webcams all morning until Alpha came out of her side of the house into the kitchen, dressed for her workday. As soon as she entered the kitchen, she came to a halt and her eyes grew three sizes. Slowly, she walks over to the rose and with shaking hand picks up the note and begins to read. Her free hand comes immediately to her mouth and tears fall down her cheeks. She slunk down into one of the chairs as she looked at the yoga photo and she lays her head on her arms over the table and I can see the sobs racking her body. Just then baby Alpha comes out of her room with the stuffed animal under her arms. I see Alpha lift her head to her daughter, wiping tears away from her eyes as baby Alpha holds out the stuffed animal, presumably asking where it came from. Alpha looks at it and then she sees the nametag and grabs up baby Alpha into a tight hug, tears flowing back down her cheeks. Consequences
Buoyed by my success with project Alpha, I turn my full attention to Bravo and I can feel the energy surging through my body from the anticipation.
I love the Rage!