Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172391 times)

I put it in forward (???) and enter the hallway again, hands still on my eyes. "An assassin for a gang. They busted me out of a psycho center because my assassinations were violent. I was in the psycho center because normal prison didn't work. No more explanation needed? Good." I explain. I then do what I did earlier and reverse back into the room.

I scurry back to my room and anxiously wait for my clothes to dry.


I take my hand off of my eyes. "Oh, hello."

"Who are you supposed to kill? Hmm?"

I feel my pants and shirt. They both were a little wet but I wriggle into them anyways. I let my hair down, put everything back in my pockets, and put the gun into my belt, hidden. I walk out to where the rest of them are, "Uh, Jacov?" I point at the 'assassin'

"You think I'd be given a hit during this mess?"

I feel my pants and shirt. They both were a little wet but I wriggle into them anyways. I let my hair down, put everything back in my pockets, and put the gun into my belt, hidden. I walk out to where the rest of them are, "Uh, Jacov?" I point at the 'assassin'
"I already know."
I look back at the assassin.
"Before the mess stared, who was your hit?"

"My last hit was the dean of the college. I don't know why, I don't ask, I just get money and shoot. I managed to take him down when the security staff of the college took me by surprise. It was easy taking them down, but then a lot more cops showed up. They managed to hunt me down, find me, and lock me up."

"Most recent hit? Also, I swear I saw you fold something up and put it in your mouth. Let me see it."

"They didn't give me a hit before they let me loose. There were a minimal amount of us left, camping out in our underground shanty in the sewers..." I say as I get lost in my thoughts. I then begin to imagine that last moment with the guys. '"Listen, I know we just got you out of there, but we can't chat for long..." Rico said to me as he peeked around a corner. He then reached into his bag and threw a ghetto version of my assassin clothes at me. "Put those on." he said before looking around a different corner. I did as told and looked at the medical mask. "You want your identity to remain hidden? Put it on." Rico ordered. I put it on, intending to paint it later. A screech can be heard echoing through the tunnel. "We have to get out of here. When the coast is clear, return. I'll be waiting. There's business we have yet to finish..." he said as he grabbed his paddle and ran off. I watched him disappear into the darkness when another screech is heard, this time closer. Without hesitation, I run off.' I think, staring into space.


I shake off my deep thought and come back to reality. "What?"


If anybody is confused;
"They didn't give me a hit before they let me loose. There were a minimal amount of us left, camping out in our underground shanty in the sewers..." I say as I get lost in my thoughts. I then begin to imagine that last moment with the guys. '"Listen, I know we just got you out of there, but we can't chat for long..." Rico said to me as he peeked around a corner. He then reached into his bag and threw a ghetto version of my assassin clothes at me. "Put those on." he said before looking around a different corner. I did as told and looked at the medical mask. "You want your identity to remain hidden? Put it on." Rico ordered. I put it on, intending to paint it later. A screech can be heard echoing through the tunnel. "We have to get out of here. When the coast is clear, return. I'll be waiting. There's business we have yet to finish..." he said as he grabbed his paddle and ran off. I watched him disappear into the darkness when another screech is heard, this time closer. Without hesitation, I run off.' I think, staring into space.
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