His body showed signs of convulsion more like a seizure. Forgetting I could hypnotize the biotic and the abiotic,I panic and start using my shirt to wipe the blood of the wall.He was an innocent man I didnt know and now I had to kill him for Timothy Winters knows what.
"Come on Zuke you have been trained for this!How is it possible that you kill a 147 people without regrets freaken hesitations and now you have to kill the 148th and then you act like you are a 12 year old?
"Maybe if you stopped talking and actually let me do my job without you speaking to me maybe I can commit the 148th crime more like an offence .If you were actually smart enough to realise that I just killed this man in day broad light.You know what ? Maybe you should do this yourself"
He chuckles at my offer "Trust me I have done this Zuke I just retired and got you to work for me."
If only I had the ability to stop Sávågë from reading and talking to my mind set
"I can still hear you" he proclaims probably with a huge smile on his face
I get up,clean up and pick a shirt from the males clothing shop using my subversional ability.I walk down the road facing the direction of the trafficated street thinking about the kill I made yesterday,that helpless man I told squeeze his skull till his last breath.Suddenly I think to myself ,"Why am I doing this?Well I know it gives me a purpose to my useless life ,but is it all necessary?"
"Yes it is all necessary Zuke and thanks for saying that it gave a you purpose to your "useless"life which I totally made useful for you"
"Seriously dude stop listening to my thoughts its kind of annoying since no one ever told you were a natural nuisance "
"You know its impossible right?You also read my thoughts if you have actually noticed"
"I know ,that's why I constantly ignore you."
**
I walk into the bar where Bob works, a friend of mine who always gave me discount even though I'd pay him more than the required amount and he always called me Luke for some reason.
"Hey Luke,how's you doin' mate
"Goodness Bob!! Am I supposed to give you an introduction of myself AGAIN?Its Zuke not Luke! Okay!?"
"Come on mate its 6 and 9, its all the same if you turn it upright and up-side down.Wot shoulda' get ya tonight?" He courageously asks with a thick Australian accent.
"You still mean today Bob.Get me two shots of vodka on the tab,make it snappy I got pla-..." He shoves words into my mouth with a fairly occasional glance.
"Places to go people ta see and things ta do.Heard thata lot of time's mate"
"Glad you got that right"I followed with a distant look on my face.
"So what you thinkin' bout Luke?"
"Nothing,non of your business,my name is Zuke for the last time Bob!"
With that said I find my way out of the bar and my way back to the mansion.
With sudden effect I felt something pass my gaze,something mystical and with a white achromatic composition,something I have never felt in my life.A second later I shake hysterically and my stomach feels like I swallowed a bunch of ignited granades till I hit the ground with great impact on my vertebrae.
***
When my eye sockets actually decide to work, I open my eyes to a blurry wall in a sky blue-ish azure-ish ethnicity.My bare chest,stuck on with hospital red,black and white equipment which I don't know what they called.
The normal after temporary amnesia question leaves my throbbing larynx and out my mouth "Where the hell am I?"
An old voice answers my stupidly rhetorical question in a soft pitch."Listen Zuke I am imposing as your father i don't want the nurses knowing...
"Wait I am at a hospital??What am I doing here?Are you gonna ...What the heck? Who is imposing as my "father"?
"Its me,Sávågë imposing as your father because I don't want the nurses and the hospital staff knowing my identity"
"Your identity!Stuff your damn stupid identity to hell with it actually"
I throw a tantrum that reminds me of my unpleasant persistent sensation resulting from deranged rib cage.
Unfortunately that fit invited the nurse in the room.
"Sir, since you are making the afflicted upset I have to send you out besides visiting hours are finished so please find the way to the door Mr Rue"
"Goodbye son, your mother will come see ya tomorrow"
"Son??? Mr Rue???Mother???Hospital??What the fxck is going on?
