Abel Magia & The Two Apprentices

Chapter 5 - Emotional Manipulator

An electrical residue occurs out in the open where Skhulz re-emerged from out of the blue. A bulky drunkard big Jim McGlyn had stopped singing the songs of his fathers and was bemused at what he saw. He was so bemused in fact, he dropped his cheap bottle of cider, on the concrete and the bottle smashed on impact. Skhulz recognised where he was, he was in Fortwell, a block of flats just around the corner from McGinnlys

Skhulz had no idea what he had done, some queer form of magic he thought. All he knew was that he was safe, for now. he couldnt fathom what he had done. 

Skhulz began walking down main street, he was now in lower main street. Shulz went down a side ally. coming out of a door on the left, was a scruffy homeless person, stinking of booze, "any,", he gulped and stumbled, holding up his finger "Any wine or something.or never-mind," the drunk said, slurring his words then stumbling along out onto main street most likely about to scare some passer-by.

Graffiti fills the ally walls with peoples tags, most notable is a reference to the main gang in the city, which read "Up the hoods." this tag was common on the walls of Letterkenny, especially on lower main street. 

Skhulz was in the Ghetto. A large amount of ethnic minorities who lived here.. The Ghetto is a real drab, run down part of town, and the management have allowed it to happen. It is comprised of two, great, towering flats which were well and truly dilapidated.There are shopping carts and disused old furniture scattered about the place. In one corner is a mini mountain of black disposal bags, filled with rubbish and stinking like a landfill. Cats roam every where, where there are rats and mice.

Skhulz went in through the main door closest to the ally, the door lay semi open . Skhulz made his way up the dilapidated stair case, holding on to, the not so sturdy iron rail.  Skhulz friend Clint, lived on the top floor. Flat 36 A Eastside.

Skhulz reached the top floor and came to a plain white door, which had at some point had been kicked in as there was a clear dent at the bottom. There was a 3 and an upside down 6 on the door. Skhulz turned the handle and entered the unlocked door. The walls were cream and damp in some spots, clear signs of condensation. Who could live in these flats and be happy Skhulz thought, they were cheap. 

When Skhulz entered the living room, he saw Clint sitting on the couch typically on his laptop no doubt he was surfing the dark web. the greyish curtains were closed. The place was in a right mess, beer cans spread about the place, there were clothes lying all over the place. Skhulz looked to the kitchen and saw the sink stacked up with dirty dishes.y. The floor shared the majority of the mess.

Clint was an albino, there were only a hand-full left in the world. He had white hair with purple highlights. His eyes flickered between white and pink and were almost hypnotic in motion. He was very pale, quite tall and extremely skinny, he looked like a pathetic weakling to be brutally honest. His clothes were all bought in a charity shop. Due to Clint being an albino, he had an ultra rare gift, he was an emotional manipulator. This meant that with a click of his fingers he could control a persons emotions. All albinos could do this, this made them dangerous adversaries. 

"All right Clint." Skhulz said with a smile on his face, happy to see his old friend. "Just up are ya? ya lazy bollocks." Clint turned around and pulled the earphones out from his ears. Clint then stood up and walked toward Skhulz they clasped hands. Both seemed happy to see one another.

"Skhulz how are you my man? What have you been up to?" Clint asked.

Clint sat back down on the plush yet threadbare, red couch closest to the window, and left his laptop beside him Whilst Skhulz sat down on the green couch. 

"Just after a bit of an altercation at McGinlys as it so happened. Met a traveller, three of them." said Skhulz. Skhulz then proceeded to tell Clint the crack with what happened with him and Big John, Clint listened keenly