Well. day 3. Today was even more interesting than yesterday. My potato face friend returned again this time with a fake ass passport as if i couldnt tell. About halfway through my day I get A note from a stripper that she is being stalked by someone who is line and begged for me to do something to help her. As it turns out the stalker was about 3 people in line behind her. Being the nice guy I am I pretended that his passport had expired so I could have a reason to interrogate him and then subsequently aresst him for human trafficking. Just before I was about to call it a day. a strange hooded figure walked up to my desk and handed me a note.
This note was from a secret society who call themselves the Order Of The Ezic Star. Or EZIC for Short. It wasnt very detailed the note only had a name on it: Corman Drex. Who was this Corman Drex. And Should I trust him or her Or just ignore any further notes from this order. I will decide tommorow, that is when Drex will come through my checkpoint. Tomorrow I told myself as I got ready for yet another day of stamping visas
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Who Is EZIC
FanfictionThis story is about the secret society from. The game papers please It is told from the the Point of view of the inspector who by arstozkan law is forced to work as an inspector for 12 hours per day but a mysterious note from Corman Drex may liberat...
