That Witch Bitch: Continued

Micheal Langdon

A tall blonde man strides into the room confidently.

The newcomer looked young but somehow experienced.

His eyes sparkled in the candlelight, as if he knew something you couldn't even bring ourselves to imagine.

He wore black clothes and the slightest bit of red eyeliner.

His hair was wavy and so long that went down way past his shoulders.

For once you were grateful that you had Malcom to do your hair or it'd be crazily long.

The man stopped at the empty space at the he's did the table.

He looked down at the crockery for a second before looking back up and introducing himself to the whole of the bunker's population.

To be honest, you thought that the bunker's population might now be the last of humanity.

"I am Micheal Langdon. I am a representative of the Co-operative."

You felt the whole world go silent when the man spoke.

Everyone seemed intent to hear every syllable.

Except Venable that was, she was currently scratching her forehead.

"I have been sent here to inform you that three more of these outposts have been overrun, ridden by plague and ripped apart by cranks." Langdon continues.

You seemed to be the only one to understand his sneaky maze runner reference.

Or maybe the others were just mesmerised by the thought of a chance to get out of there.

"And, I might add, I have also been asked to select a certain few from this outpost and the other two that remain who I deem worthy-"

He seemed to stare directly at you for that very word.

The prolonged eye contact made you realise something was off with this man.

You didn't know what it was, but it was something.

"-to be sent to a special sanctuary filled with supplies for at least a decade."

You felt the whole room fill with excitement.

You even saw Timothy and Emily link hands with joy.

"However, I could be taking all of you, I could be taking none of you. Like I said, you have to be worthy." Langdon continues, feeding his eyes across the room, "The lucky few who get selected will be honoured to know they're the special people who'll get to restart the human race."

"We'll build upon the ashes and the pain and create something new." Gallant yells, almost as a battle cry.

You almost scoff at the excitement.

You've said it before and you'll say it again, you knew not to get you your hopes up because in this place, they were just going to come crashing down again.

"So, to decide who I'm taking, I'll be having private sessions with each and every one of you." Micheal Langdon declares.

"Everyone? Even the Greys?" Coco questions, almost in disgust.

Micheal just nods before asking

"Who's first?"

Mr Gallant's hand stuck right up into the air.

"Alright..." The visitor says, leading the hairdresser out of the dining room and up a flight of stairs.

"We're finally saved!" You hear Coco whisper, the moment Langdon left.

"Not yet..." You declare, just as the food was being served.

Boiled Snake.

Beats the cube any day.

Okay but seriously, I wonder what the cube tastes of like is it like jelly or something?