EON CH 74

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EON CH 74 – MARY'S CARNIVAL.

1774, OCTOBER 01st SATURDAY 8:00 pm.





Mary spent all day in her lab. The experiment to see if oxygen could stay in her blood kept failing. She slammed her fist on the table, causing it to crack a little, and shot. Alice walked in and placed a hand on Mary's shoulder as she was pulling at her afro.

BEEP! BEEP!

She sighed, turned off the alarm, and took out her medical kit. As Mary raised the two needles to her neck, she paused, then offered it to Alice.

"Want to try?"

Alice took the syringe-gun, held it above Mary's neck, and her hand trembled as she got close. Mary smirked the entire time.

"I can't do it," Alice sighed. "Woe Mary, it looks like you're going to die."

Mary laughed, grabbed the injector, and took her medicine.

"Bruh. You really hate needles, huh?"

"Not needles... Holes," Alice said.

"That's why you're always such a perfect shot?" Mary asked, "So you don't have to stare at multiple holes?"

Alice blushed, "I-It's a good reason."

Mary nodded then pulled down her collar.

"Hey, how's my neck look!"

Alice visibly shivered and Mary exploded into laughter.

"Bruh, sorry! Sorry," she laughed. "I needed that... Been a long day."

"Frustrated?"

"Very."

"Take a break."

"Eeehhh."

"There's a carnival nearby," Alice said. "In Honeyville, between here and the train station. Ten minute drive. Come on."

Mary smiled and lightly punched Alice on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright bruh," she laughed.

Moments later both were in a Cross jeep, driving down a dark road and singing songs from children's movies like idiots.

"Turn left here," the phone's gps said.

Mary did so.

"Arrived—" the phone flew off the dashboard and into Alice's lap.

They both exploded into laughter.

"Remind me where I parked," Mary said.

"In a parking lot."

"Bruh! You know what I mean!"

They laughed again and approached the ticket booth, where two carnival workers were conversing.

"Id ya ear whut appened en MoveCity?" The clown asked.

"No wut?" Replied the man with a watch on each wrist.

"Dharma, duh chief ov duh V.P.D-"

"-Duh voluntary police department?"

"Yeah datz duh one. Well Dharma managed to git a private meeting wit Raptorman!"

"No fookin way!"

"Way! And dere'z more. Dharma had zome zerious demandz," the clown said. "Zhe wanted to establish zome mandatez in her area-"

"-Mandatez?"

"Lawz man! Keep up. All-ight, zo Dharma wanted to make some lawz, ya dig."

"Yeah?"

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