Kip let go of the machete and let the Emperor’s body fall naturally, scowling all the while.
“Goddamn nonsense,” Kip said, grabbing the envelope the Emperor still held. “Goddamn bitch, that whore, finding a goddamn loophole. I can’t believe this shit. I didn’t even get a chance to fucking say no. Stupid old man.”
Kip gave the Emperor’s body a swift kick, and then turned around. He heard the clang of metal on pavement, and turned around, finding the body gone and his machete in pristine condition, lying on the ground. “If only the clean-up for a normal was this simple,” Kip said, picking up the blade and resheathing it. “Now let’s see what this stupid-ass game is about.”
He opened the envelope and turned it upside down over his right hand. Nothing fell out of the envelope. “What the?” Kip said as he reached into the envelope and could find nothing inside. “Oh come on! How am I supposed to find it again if I don’t have any clues!”
He flipped the envelope over and saw some writing on the outside. “Penalty for reckless and dangerous behavior. First clue withheld.”
“Oh son of a bitch!” Kip shouted, tossing the envelope away. “Goddamn assholes, all of them. I can’t believe this.” He threw a flailing fit, punching walls and stomping about, roaring the while. “What kind of damn game is this!”
After a few minutes, he cooled, and breathing heavily, stood up and stalked out into the city. “I guess its time to pay a visit to that whore.”
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