Diary From The Carrot Union

Chapter 20 #TheTrueRevelations

"Mr Ford? What do you mean?"

Woofer shrugged, "I don't know, I thought it'll ring a bell inside that big, malicious criminal mind of yours."

Heh, what the feck is this guy talking about? Me a criminal? Like what the blin! C-can you believe him? One day I'm having breakfast with Star, then these wolves bring me to an insane asylum and call me a criminal?

"Heh," I nervously giggled, "What the hell? Why the accusations all of a sudden?"

Woofer's pack surrounded the chamber towards the officers in olive-green - may be too close for their comfort, but why the hell do I care?

"I believe you have made yourself at least acquainted with Miss Violet Lycan, isn't that right?"

"Well yeah? She's my lawyer, end of the story, right?"

"Please, tell me about what happened these past few days if you can, Mr Leon. We'll need all the help you can give?"

Just that? Simple. Well, I told them fair and square about all these misadventures I experienced with Joseph, that fat orange degenerate I fecking hate that shall not be named, that asshole jerk woofer named after a fruit...And Violet, well, until I recalled that time when Joseph said about an oracle.

"An Oracle, you said?"

"Y-yeah? I guess it's just some batshit insane religious nutcase that poor Joseph kid got brainwashed into - stuff about this Geode guy and prophecies and shit."

"Very well," Woofer lowered his voice, "Are you aware of an organisation called Ford's Evangelions?"

Yet another of this weird evangelical bullshit. Of course, I don't know! Other than the fact that they are handing over brochures talking about heavenly salvation and all.

"N-no? What the hell is that?"

"Tell me, Leon, what else do you remember? Any vague memories, recollections?"

"N-no..."

"Very well...Maybe this dossier we compiled can help you keep up on what's been going on recently."

One of the woof-woof brought me Imran's carrot and hoof book and placed it right in front of me. I was thinking, "Are you kidding me? I said."

"Well, have you bothered reading it, Mr Leon? Please, read a few pages and see if you can get something out of it."

Welp, I'd rather read this stupid ideology book rather than get shot, and so I opened and read that same rhetoric about animal equality and all of those romantic Animalist ideals and whatnot.

After a few pages, I finally sighed, "Alright, it isn't like I've learned this in school, Woofer."

"Well," Woofer said, "Feel anything odd about it? I'll give you a hint, the pages."

The pages? Ummm sure. I took one of the pages and felt the texture. It felt thick, almost like cardboard rather than paper - and then I noticed something peculiar when I pressed my finger upon the edges - as if the page was about to split or something.

I pressed my thumb upon the pages, felt the paper's somewhat blunt edge, and found a small aperture on top of page five. I put my finger upon that crevice and tried peeling it off, and that page splits into two thinner pieces.

And on that newly revealed page, I saw the vague outline of a small white rabbit, my face looking back at me.

"Hermano Ford...The Hero of Nempolitan, Nineteen Eighty-Nine edition."

Woofer smiled small, "Recognize any of this, Leon?"

Of course, I think I should be smoking nip to comprehend this supposed figure that's supposedly me?

"What the hell...Hermano Ford? Do you think this is me? What the hell is wrong with you! This guy is like...From fifty years ago!"

"You don't recognise any of this?"

"To hell, I don't. Wha, you think I'm capable of doing this shit? Damn, it must be my nonexistent evil twin you're looking for, heh."

The room went into a total standstill, while Violet's looking all weird to me as if I pooped inside my pants. Finally, with no one else brave enough to talk, Woofer stood up and shouted a command.

"Well, that is what we suspect...Bring him in."

Two of the guards came out, and a few moments later, came back with a cot in wheels, and on top of them was nothing other but the mutilated body of Guava.

"That's Guava...What's he doing here! W-what the hell am I looking at?

"See for yourself. This was from three days ago. We discovered synthetic components and devices inside his organs, far more advanced than anything known to modern science. This guava figure Leon is an artificially inseminated wolf created by a company called Ford Eugenics. We believe that you and Mr Imran may be involved with this, judging from the dossier we collected"

What I found most peculiar is as if Violet was okay with that. So, of course, I threw my objections towards this ridiculous charade!

"Is this a prank? What am I supposed to do with this? My name is Leon Roborovsky, and I'm born in this crapsack hellhole called the Carrot Union, and that's final!"

"It is uncertain, but if you look here, the symbol we found in Mr Imranovich's book we recovered, as well as the dossier we found from Hermano Ford's case...Identical DNA, identical mannerism."

"So...What do you want to do with me?"

"Well, if we may...You can help us in one way, Mr Leon. Unfortunately, we cannot find any traces of Mr Imran, but we have requested extrajudicial assistance from the FSA to conduct a regional wide chase for him. We, however, recognised a rabbit of importance that may help our search - Ramley Tennison."

"Yeah? And where do I come in?"

"I will explain soon. Though for now, I suppose we both cannot expect the government of the Carrot Union to be much of use. You will be free of charges and will be taken care of by the FSA and will be granted asylum for your services."

And as he said that, the previous two guards look each other on the eyes and then back to Woofer, who came and stood tall over them.

"What? What the hell are you talking ab-"

But like in a snap of a breeze, Woofer grabbed the poor cat's head and twisted it one-eighty, while the other wolves did the same with all but one of the cat guards.

But before the poor guy could ring for an alert, Woofer grabbed his knife and stabbed his neck towards the concrete, and blood flew down the concrete quick.

"Oh my god...You killed them all!" I said

But neither Woofer nor Violet seemed to care, quickly stepping away from the bodies down the same hallway we came from and urging me to do the same.

"Please, come follow Ms Violet. Your daughter is waiting in the car, double-time now!."