Dwindling numbers don’t matter if, by the end of the line, or rather near the end of it, the strongest of the pack comes to pay their respects by deliberately using a hunk of motorcycle chucked into the air, aiming at Trust. There was time for him to avoid the incoming automotive metal cannonball, but he didn’t evade or take any evasive measures, rather he made sure to take the hit by his tail and deftly reroute its trajectory.
The space they’re fighting in is a hollowed-out structure just neighboring the one they previously escaped from. Since its height was small and rather below a convenience store with two floors, it became the monster’s “creature comfort” in terms of hiding things. Unlike the other stores like the one below, they are on the first floor of several tall buildings without having their own. This one, it’s got its own two floors.
The front doesn’t look big or wide, but it was long reaching f
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Faceless spoke with eloquence Horaz can only guess where it came from, perhaps deep inside his head or imagination. Either way, the register of the faceless’ voice comes deep and childish, as if it came from a badly dubbed television show from a different country. There is a confusing sense of familiarity and distance in the way he understood his other versions words that it only registered that what he was listening to, the voice, came from the singer in the earphones his past self was listening to.Since the song currently playing had the same voice, he could only blink at the realization and more for the fact it spoke to him with an understanding of common English and sarcasm. He settled sitting like he had been forced to sit up straight, his back now leaning forward as he rest his elbows on his knees. Staring straight at his other self, the words, “what the hell, so you can talk?? Why are you just silent?”His faceless version crouch
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“Do you also remember that yummy woman with him??” The faceless Horaz piped as it showed its face dangerously near to Horaz.He didn’t realize it but the faceless who sat on the opposite side of the room had placed itself beside Horaz, on the bed, with an air of excitement oozing from its featureless face. The hair that lay on top of its head was the hair that he had when he was younger, short, cut four-by-four, and filled with dandruff.The skin on its face was eerily smooth that Horaz broke his expression with disgust while faceless him said, “she smelled so sweet and utterly delectable. She’s so tempting I could swear she was the right one for me. Right?” Words the faceless uttered, though understandable, are becoming slurred the more he spoke. Until he noticed that faceless was becoming agitated.“Do you realize how it’s become like this?” It suddenly asked as Horaz wanted to inch away but g
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The bed Horaz sat on with faceless suddenly shook, both donning an expression of surprise. The room turned into a field of the park near the cemetery and the two sat separately on a seesaw. The metal bars continued to shift going up and down between the two with great variation, sending the sensation of their bodies into a ticklish sense of tingle in their stomach.This sensation brings a familiarity that collects butterflies in the pit of his stomach that rose to the edge of his throat. Bile could have given him the same sensation, but he knew that it wasn’t puke or a real vomit, but rather a surge of any other form or word for excitement. His nerves shot in anticipation but eased into stasis as the sensation passed by in a blink of an eye.“Exciting,” said faceless. They continued to play with the seesaw by speeding up their pump to their legs forcing the upward motion to happen faster. “Did you feel that? This time it’s th
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