Chapter 2
I'm walking towards the police car with the officer while the firemen work on the building. Good luck in there... We come to a stop as the officer pulls out a notepad and a pen. "I'm going to have to ask you a few questions before we send you on your way." he said while flipping through his Ultimate Book of Judgements and Questions. "Okay, first of all, what are you doing here? Do you know who caused this fire?" All I did was nod my head in response. "Who? Can you describe what they looked like?" Ugh... Do I have to talk? I just pointed at myself and held out my arms so he could cuff me. Hopefully, that'll get him to stop asking me questions. All he did was stare, though. It looked like he was paralyzed for a moment. I scrunched my eyebrows together and cocked my head. Why is he just staring?
Then, as if nothing happened, he started laughing. What the fuck is wrong with this dude? I just crossed my arms and waited for him to stop. After a little while, he's calmed down. Well... that was kinda odd... He then stated "You're funny, kid. But seriously. I'm going to need to know who started this fire. I know for a fact that you couldn't have done this because you don't even have the MATERIALS to do so. So now, I'm going to have to ask you one more time, who set the building up in flames." Ugh, I guess I'm going to have to do this the hard way.
I started to speak when a black, 2015 Chevy Impala pulled up to the scene. Two tall dudes stepped. They were both wearing jet black suits, black glasses, and a black fedora. They were super pale, and completely hard faced. A hard, square jaw had enhanced their "professional ass-kicker" style. It also didn't help that they had very buff bodies that their black suits and night couldn't even hide. Wow. Someone was a big fan of their Men in Black. Let's hope they don't try to brainwash me. As I was thinking that, they both simultaneously turned their heads towards me. They started to walk towards me in sync. Wouldn't want to be on their bad side.
They stopped right in front of me. After a few seconds of just staring intently at me, (at least that's what I'm assuming. I can't really see their eyes through their glasses), the one on the left looked over to the officer and subtly signaled to to him. I look over and see him surprised for a moment, but then acknowledge what Big Thing 1 wanted. Then suddenly, I'm attacked by the cop and he puts a rag over my mouth. I'm struggling for a moment, but start to unwillingly calm down as my vision fades. Well... that was short lived. Guess I really fucked up this time. As I conjure up that last thought, I fade into a deep sleep.
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YAY, CHAPTER 2 IS FINISHED (KINDA)
YEAH, THIS FEELS SHORT. I JUST WANTED TO GET THIS FINISHED BEFORE I HAD TO GO TO BED. I WISH IT COULD BE LONGER. I ALSO KINDA FELT IT WAS APPROPRIATE TO END THIS CHAPTER HERE. HOPEFULLY, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER.
ANYWAYS, BYE BYE :D
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The Fire that Couldn't be Stopped
Fantasy"Hello. My name is Quill. Will you escape the Quota with me? Be careful, though. It won't be easy to run from something you can't see."