“I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees
I can''t understand why they''re stinging me
But I''ll do what I want
I''ll do what I please
I''ll do it again ''til I''ve got what I need”
- Thrice -
Two.Makes sense.
Day done.
“Who the hell are you?”, she asked, while immediately reaching for the mace in her purse. All three looked at her briefly and looked like nothing doing, status quo.
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Something in her body immediately tensed, like that feeling you get when you just reach the peak of a roller coaster and are about to plummet. Things are going to change, and quickly
She dove into her purse but was too late as two of them had flanked her each rocking guns of the taser variety. She blankly looked back at them, up at them, and then half dark almost through them, fading into tomorrow.
WAKE UP
The voice screamed in her head and all around her, but she couldn''t tell if she was dreaming or what the hell was going on. She looked to her left, wall full of nothing. To her right, a door with the window blacked out, which didn''t scream endless possibilities. She looked around fully once more, took a deep breath, and then looked inwards.
The door opened with an almost comical BANG, and a sharply dressed male and female duo sauntered into the room, like it was business as usual.
“
Sarai tensed up a bit at that, and her mind flitted towards every escape option that she could think of, which were the same options she''d already thought of, none of them good.
“
“Money, fortune, fame, all of it”, Valentine countered with, grabbing a knife off of the nearby table and swaying back and forth like a drunken kung fu master, waiting to pounce on an unwitting opponent.
“But what do I want from you?
“NOTHING”, she screamed.
someone stabs a knife into your thigh.
Her consciousness began to fade, but for some reason focused on that idiot who''d jumped out in front of her bike the other day.
“