Tale of Souls Chapter Twenty Nine
“WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED – PLEASE DO NOT EXIT THE VEHICLE UNTIL THE ARMORED OFFICER HAS WALKED OVER”
“Armored.. We were only drivin – C’mon, this isn’t fair.” Ryan punched the dashboard and growled.
“US MARTIAL LAW – WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED, PLEASE DO NOT EXIT THE VEHICLE YOU ARE UNDER ARREST.”
“Ok but nobody came to the car.” Rana panicked as he noticed a large stocky individual that he’d not seen in years. “GUYS WE’RE SCREWED.”
“Hmm, missing a fourth one guys – Kam ain’t gonna be happy.” Strode, the one that reminds me of Duke Nukem’s ugly brother, shows up at the side of the car and proceeds to rip the car door off where Rana is sitting. “Nevermind, we at least gotta grab the one that’s half dead and return him for processing – don’t know what boss wants with the other two.”
I don’t remember him being able to rip doors off.
“It isn’t KAM you’re answering to Commander Mcadams, it’s his superior for this order – Supervisor Makara at your service.” Felix walked out of one of the cop cars and pushed Strode aside and looked straight in my face. “You’re wanted back at headquarters. The game is over, we’re winning.”
“There’s no fucking way you’re gonna win kids – we know your every move. “ Strode grinned and motioned for the rest of the team to process and handcuff us. “Get their cellphones, and get a body bag for the tall one. I got the switch, he’s past his due date and he ain’t coming with us to make sure it’s zipped up before he rots after i’m done.”
There’s gotta be a reset button, we can’t be the last fold of time. I can’t get past this, and there’s no way this is the end. Where’s the heroic saving someone from the tentacle demon? Where’s the sword fight and me saving my husband from sudden death? Why can’t we go back and fix this?
Wait, what if this is just an alternative timeline? I’ve gotta have walked into another version of time on the same quadrant right? We’re gonna die, and I haven’t even figured out how to solve this equation.
Please sky, outside whatever turns black – let us walk back let us fix shit. Let it be Mike coming back and going “SIIIKEEEEEEE” or something stupid.
My hands are put in cuffs, and i’m watching Strode brandish the tehcnical switch that very well murder Rana on the spot. Ryan’s in not only cuffs, but he’s got a muzzle for being ‘The Wolf’. I’m not even sure how to get out of this one.
“Press the button Commander, we’re just about ready to take our first half of the prize home to Kam and Thomas.” Felix stood dead center in front of Rana, and grabbed the machine out of Strode’s hand and pressed the button. I’m waiting to watch Rana fall over and then start bagging him up, but instead I’m watching Strode panic -and the rest of his team fall over dead.
“I told them a myriad of lies. I ain’t going to listen to daddy just because i’m a fucking jackass who can’t pick sides.” Felix uncuffed Rana, and before helping uncuff me and Ryan he turned to Strode and conjured a fireball and set it off in his face. “Aight, you guys got thirty minutes – get back in your car and go back the other way – I’ll suffer the consequences for this one, tell Skye his plan worked and let Kris know I’m sorry Red.”
“Red?!?” I stared blankly at Rana as Felix walked over to uncuff me and unlock Ryan’s face, muzzle and cuffs.
“Ahem, it’s his old nickname for me.” Rana went red in the face and quietly poked Felix in the shoulder. “I don’t wanna forgive you quickly for what you did, but one last hug for helping us out?”
“Red, you know i’d drop the world on it’s axis to fix shit for you – a hug is the least I can give you for all the shit i’ve pulled for myself and my family.” Felix pulled Rana into a hug and motioned for us to all return to the car. “Just take a detour on snelling instead, there should be a way around this mess – there isn’t gonna be anymore backup for another forty minutes or more.”
We grabbed our phones off the now dead officer and returned to the car and started to drive off. Somehow the time on our phones said something much different.
“Anyone notice that the date is yesterday and – guys?”
Black is for walking and shunting, so what is washing white? Did we lose?