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Saturday, 22 August 2009

Injured Closure

It was a thriller. The film was promising fear and body horror. He needed to kill her and her mother in the castle.

Within the syndicate, there was a good and bad. I chose the good.

I went to the rest room to defecate. As I entered, I saw a doll in the dark filthy setting. The room was filled with contrasting colors, the foul was present. I needed to do my deed, but the toilets were strangely begrimed. I went out and walked some more.

As I pass through the castle, submitting to its labyrinth direction, I kept on seeing the runners. They wore sweat shirts and rubber shoes with towels on their shoulder. They were all over, ruining the stillness of the setting.

The point of view transitioned to Reno, a runner, who was motivated to see me after our several encounter. I did not notice him, however. The last time he saw me was when I ascended to the solid staircase to penetrate the brain.

He ran and repeated his routine, going up and down, to the staircase where he last saw me. He was obliged to run in that exact meters and when he was able to complete so, he went pushed the large door to follow me. What he saw was not the brain in the dark greenish-reddish room, but the outside.

The outer part of the castle was filled with bricks, he observed. Asking himself if Kili was alright, he descended to the stairs when someone pulled the trigger. The assassin barely shot Reno. In turn, he killed the man in his own method. He went into the other entrance below and checked its interior. He needed to go inside the brain just as what he knew I did in order to search for Kili. The interior had no other passageway so he went out. Running, he saw another assassin, with his sling on his hand. He wandered why the man was killed as well. The two assassins were dead. He ascended to where he descended before and entered the door, again, where he went out. He saw the greenish-reddish darkness and the brain, pumping like heartbeats.

He disappeared when he reached the brain. I went there, but I saw neither the interior nor the brain.

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