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DUM, Spiro Spero (Episode 2)

Greetings, reader. I didn’t think that I would write like that at all. And so don’t judge strictly. This is my first „Monster Frankenstein“.It is not a fact that he will live but … I want to turn your science fiction with Nuar elements. There will be one request that it is desirable to fulfill in order to experience a complete immersion in this world.
Sit in front of the screen, turn off the light, put the sound as I say and get ready.

If you stumble upon this episode without reading the previous ones. Read them first.

1 track for 30% volume when reading.
2 track after ending.

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Episode 2. Not a hero

Inhale, exhale, breath, exhale. Lungs at the limit, legs give way, eyes in a light haze, blood does not stop. I run away how it is not humiliating and therefore so angry. A run of the pursuers is heard somewhere behind.

Good cat teaches his people to kill. This mafiosi loves to punish those who destroy his plans. And I just crumbled his plans. Koshi was the main thing in this city, well, at least, he thought so. He kept all drug dealers and pimps on a short leash, killed and robbed for him, but the main thing was he was engaged in „gutting“. He turned this matter himself, without any assistants and intermediaries. He loved how the victims scream and beg him to let go, not to touch, because they did nothing to him.

Koshi was prepared for this matter carefully, bought polyethylene, garbage bags, looked after a good place to “disassemble”, found and tracked out healthy and strong teenagers, then started them around the corner and forced them to believe in all kinds of nonsense that their parents never loved them, or that they would not achieve anything in life, cited significant arguments. But he immediately made a screaming of opinions, whispering how good it is to live, parents wish good, and live for another 50 years, you will achieve something. After enjoyed a prayer and a scream. Very carefully, surgically clutching a knife into the throat. And then the work of technology is already. Arms, legs and head in a bag, the rest is on a black market. Together with Koshi, his bodyguards always went, a man of five professionals with the genome of psi-x, which I did not know.

I knew only the place where the crime was supposed to happen. A familiar incorruptible Garde prompted.

Standing on the cornice, I watched this serial killer and his victim, the maniac was in the Gai Fox mask and completed his final speech, already got a hunting knife with a bloodstream along the entire length of the blade. The most nasty thing is that I could not kill him. Many white spots will remain so if I kill it.
It’s time. Bounce. Wind in the ears. The goal is almost near. Someone intercepts me on the fly. The leg of the interceptor flew right into my jaw, sending me to dirty and wet asphalt.

Through the prism of delirium, a familiar vile voice came to me:
-Who, who are here? Dark leather coat, scarlet pants, cowboy boots. Yes, this is Zaspar with its own person! The guardian angel of this unfortunate lane! Have heard about your exploits. Well, I hope I don’t have to imagine something?
-Fuf, you’re right. Koshi – a thunderstorm of whores and shopping. – I said easily and at ease, getting up and shaking. My offender stood on the wall. The rest of the bodyguards were already pulling up to the place. The victim, or rather a guy of about 16 years old stood against the wall, staying in a pool of fear and despair.
-Leave your flat jokes with you, my friend. Not the time for them. How you tracked me? – Koshi asked with children’s curiosity.
-It was simple.- I replied arrogantly, all immersed in the assessment of the situation.
-My people have completely fought off! They must teach a good lesson to them. Thank you, Mr. Stocus, for a sort of small test of my henchmen. Now I ask me to forgive me. I need to leave. Guys I want you to kill him, remove your punishment at least partially.- With these words, he turned and went towards his Kamaro SS.
So, calmly. The situation takes a bad turnover. Remember that hope dies the last. Five profiles surround me, two get pistols – a good sign, not everyone has in stock in excess of the ability. At the right, my eyes light up from me with a poisonous-violet glow, it is interesting what he will do them? Looking at me to death probably. The one that was on the wall took off to the level of the second floor. The latter’s hands were curved. I focus my entire brain on the remaining moisture present in the asphalt, first putting a bullet barrier.

Time stops. They open fire. Quickly, very quickly I throw all the water that I could pull into an electrician. He closes and gives the discharge to his two associates. Two came out for sure, an electrician is unknown, it depends on his experience. Flytun dives, he has a katana in his hands. I let a repulsive wave. All fly apart like poplar fluff. I use the moment. I’m running. The hand was numb.
I touch it with the other hand. I will bring the palm to the eyes. Blood.Inhale, exhale, breath, exhale. Lungs at the limit, legs give way, eyes in a light haze, blood does not stop.Judging by the knock of heels, two are chasing me. I turn around the corner and hide behind it. Good, however, Koshi chose a place, not a single onlookers. By the power of thought I break the lamppost, I wait until they run out. And pierce first the first, then the second. Almost died due to the fault of a damn guard. Disinformation you are Peter, misinformation.

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