the unforgiven

part 3 unforgiven

I awoke with a horrible hang-over. The book resting sloppily on the floor. My dreams were filled with horrible nightmares of the underworld. Gigantic demons with claws of steel, and ghasts with terrible deep red eyes that stare deep into your soul. I guess that reading the hand book didn't help my already terrible insomnia. I sat up on the couch as my head pounded and I face palmed." Holy fuck balls, I gotta stop doing this". I got up and went to my kitchen to see everything moved and rearranged. "No this can't be right its to soon". I thought although I already knew the answer. Today I left and because of so many humans dying God rented out my place to a roommate. At that exact moment a new face walked. I couldn't fucking believe it. The guy walked in wearing a suit and tie reading a book. "Who the hell are you!" I all but screamed." Oh you mean myself" he said calmly lowering his book, " I am Dale Hutchins, and I'm here to help you on your mission to obtain Lucifer's daughter. Oh and we are almost late you must go change and pick up your supplies for the journey ahead. I have taken the liberty to clean your closet and remove unneeded clothing. Must I say that you have a very moderate collection of lets just say pornography. I took the liberty to Burn them as well ". I was so beyond pissed that I literally slammed the door and broke the hinge. I walked into my bedroom and opened the closet there was nothing but suits and ties and a few kackys and long sleeve shirts. In the dresser I found a note explaining the supplies I would need and the routes I should take. "The first issue is that asshole in the kitchen I gotta find a way to ditch him" as I looked at the name of my overall supervisor I almost shit a gold brick. It was the name of my ex who I still loved. " Alice woodmyr" I muttered ------- OK so I know its been a while so since I last updayed . I'm sorry