Aaaahhhhhhhhhh. What do you mean The End. What's going on? Who's the main character? What is the main character? Who assigned the BPN? What are the things? Why did Slayer want her/him to have them? Why did he change his mind? Why did he send Styg? Why do you hate me?Why...why...why...w..h..y.........sanity slipping away......cold darkness....mommy....blip.
"We're sorry, the call has been disconnected at the feed due to an unexplained anurism, which has caused the sender to be placed in a vegitative state. Please hang up the phone..........Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep"
Dev
ps I hope you're satisfied, Sue. I can never read another piece of
fiction again, in fear that it will create a fantastic world, filled
with a million unanswered questions, and then end, explaining nothing.
I believe you have just created a new reoccurring nightmare, where I
try to figure something out, only for the world to end right before I
find the answer. If you weren't so brilliant, I'd hate you right now.
I feel so jaded.
Just for you...
Not that it answers anything....
SueThe suit of crack shot that spoke cracks its helmet, taking out a feel good and lighting it.
The other suit speaks. "What now?"
The occupant of the first suit glances at him, almost as if the question is an insult. "We call it in."
He angles his head to the ceiling. "Guidance"
The reply seems to comes form the very air in the room. "Speak."
"SA714: Reporting termination of human male at Happy hours sex motel, time of death…" he angles his wrist as if to check a non existent watch "4:43".
"State reason for termination."
"Neural pathway contamination. Cause believed to be 3 meme associated objects similar to standard configuration d4-683."
"Isolate suspect objects and return them to S1 for further analysis. Dispose of the body as you see fit."
"Ok. SA714 out."Mr 'now what' picks up the objects from the bed, turning them over. "What are these things?"
"Things that did that." His companion indicates to the rapidly decomposing body.
The objects are dropped into the proffered case without further question, he then turns his attention to the dead mans SCL card. He frowns looking at the image and the name it bears.
"Wasn't this guy ear marked for recruitment?"
His companion shrugs. "Some times they are tested and found wanting."
"I wonder what failed him?"
"Loyalty." The smoker states with absolute authority. "It's always loyalty. Any other crime can be tolerated and excused." He turns and looks at the man with the card pointedly. "You would do well to remember that. Absolute loyalty."
Then he stubs out the remains of the feel good and replaces the helmet.
MR Slayer demands nothing less.
If one person believes......
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