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“Man, can we relax a bit first?” You need some time to process this. Like a couple of years. You saw reality break into two, you can’t recover from that in just a few minutes. “A lot happened too quickly. Please.” Your noodle legs can’t keep on standing.
“Grab a $347.” The Alien pushes Vera’s empty wheelchair towards you, somehow dodging all the debris on the ground. It was next to him after the disaster. This commotion should bring everyone’s attention, but you feel like the entire building is oddly quiet. Perhaps they think this is part of a recording or something? Or this room is soundproof? It’s not like the latter makes sense with the hole on the ceiling, but what do you know about acoustics?
You insert Vera back on her wheelchair and notice she’s not on fire anymore, her long legs are fine and dandy. In fact, all the fires have disappeared, even the one on the alien’s chest, this is confusing.
Looking around, Mama Bodil, Eddie, Kangaroo Man, Leonie, YUNG-P, the middle age women, the TV crew, the hotel receptionist, and the delinquent remain unconscious on the ground, all of them resting their backs on the walls with a couple few on the stage. They all look fine. Or well, you don’t see any blood and they’re breathing, that counts for something.
“H-How do you know about my magic?” Vera sheepishly asks.
“The faceless man spoke to us about it. We were thrilled by its potential.” The Alien doesn’t mind answering questions, even if you can tell he’s not fond of going into details.
“R-Right, the Magogues can’t keep their mouths shut… Stupid bastards.” Vera forgot for a moment how this all began.
“Who is this Faceless Man?” Unlike Vera, you rather ask who he’s talking about.
“The man carrying someone else’s face.” The Alien keeps being cryptic.
“Can you tell us your name?” You keep on gaining time.
“<span class="mu-s">Bauts’Zitmael Ugolino</span>. Your human brain won’t remember it for long, but I’ll always remember you, smart earthling.” The Alien that goes by his alien name smiles wretchedly. “Had enough time to catch your breath? What are you waiting for? Delete everyone’s memories before they wake up. <span class="mu-s">Y0u 0w3 m3 4$ muc#.</span>”
“B-But—”
“It’s non-negotiable. The devil puts down the terms, not you, male earthling.” Zitmael cuts you off before you say another word. “Now if you please.” He turns to Vera.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Ask for a moment and say Goodbye to Vera…
>“Can you at least give us the rest of the day? Only the two of us. I told her I’d go on a date with her after all this is over, and I won’t be able to if I don’t remember her.” Plea.
>“Well, Zitmael. You leave me no choice but to challenge you to a fight.” You’ll show him what these noodle arms are capable of.
>Write In.
(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
