Part 2

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"WHERE IS MY FACE, PEASANT?" I shrieked.

"What face, you don't have one!" Cried K-Yak546 helplessly.

"THATS THE PROBLEM!"

"Oh yeah, that makes sense now. You know how when we last met I told you that cardboard is delicious?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Well, on a completely unrelated note I sold your face on E-bay, as well as your left thumb, right ear and both your feet."

So that's why I found it so difficult to walk here I thought. Then I seethed with anger. How dare this inferior peasant insult me! "Who did you sell my body parts to and where can I find them?" I screamed.

"I sold it to a customer 20km east of here, out in the badlands. He is the richest crime lord in all of WA. The infamous "Bo-Caj203."" K-Yak546 replied. I gasped and... Umm... borrowed his car (you know, without telling him or the intention of ever giving it back). And so I was set on my journey east, on a quest to find my face and other miscellaneous body parts.

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