The sidewalks became dirtier and dirtier, the lights of the lightbulb begun to fade away. The signs were written in a foreign language that he couldn’t understand. The air was filled with a strange smell, maybe it was meat on the grill or some toxic fuel burning.


    <<Were are we?>>


    <<Never been here?>>


    <<No. This zone is not in the maps>>


    <<A lot of things aren’t in the maps>>


    A policeman stopped them, blaster in hand ready to shoot. Renes showed the sigil of the inquisition and they two big stone walls. Inside people looked at them strangely, people were of a…” different” kind. They were dirtier, spoke a strange language and had different features.


    <<We are we?>>


    Rene exhaled some air before responding <<Never heard of ethnic purges?>>


    <<Yes...but they are an old thing>>


    <<Not exactly.>> he said pointing to a woman surrounded by seven children <<there are some places where they throw anyone who doesn’t fit. People who refuse to give up their roots, people too resistant or neurotic. People with mental problems, people with a different culture. They are all here for you to admire. You should be happy Pxan here we can do nearly anything, except starting a fire or destroy the camp, the rest is all free for you to take.>>


    Nearly to confirm his words people steer far from them. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.


    <<Where is the girl?>>


    <<Which girl?>>


    <<The girl whom we must talk to>>


    <<Ah yes...sorry about that.>>


    <<What you mean?>>


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    >


    A large man touched the shoulder of Renes <<, for example,>> he picked the gun and fired several shots at the man, the beast of man dropped lifeless with his brain all over the place <<that you don’t pickpocket an inquisitor>> Rene picked again his wallet. <<Don’t hesitate to shoot. They already hate us. Mercy is not rewarded here.>>


    Pxan nodded nearly trembling.


    After a few minutes, the situation returned to normality, the corpse was mysteriously gone, only the stains of blood remained there, unable to be cleared with common means.


    The two inquisitors entered a bar. Already normal bars aren’t exactly the ethical golden mean. But those were beyond. Both men and women served at the tables with very skimpy clothes. A few teenagers were drinking alcohol. <


    > Rene said <<the only people who have a problem with those things are old men too ancient to change. Relax, chill. And if you want you can “hire” a few of those men. They give themself for very little.>>


    <<How do you know?>>


    <<I come here often. At the start I prefered wome->>


    <<Don’t want to know.>>


    The two stared awkwardly at each other.


    <<What you pick?>>


    <<Nothing. We are on a mission!>>


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    Pxan still was undecided.


    <<Common Pxan there isn’t anything wrong with feeling lusty. Take the leap and you will feel...lighter when you have finished.>>