EXPLAIN TO ME (9)

I just need even more answers now. The day passed by like a blur. It was again that time when shadowy things go around causing havoc in the hall. I thought I would be thrilled to have people go through torture . But all the screaming and despair this morning couldn't quite leave my mind.

I still remember each and every piercing cry. And it is all haunting. But I hope I don't have to go through that. I have never been so scared in my life. I don't know what Pier meant by 'used against you ' or 'distorted memories ' . I would have loved to find it all out but I don't want to talk to him.

I'm still mad at him for the incident earlier in the morning. It's not like I keep grudges, I just like it when people apologize and I forgive them. And he has not done that so... there is that.

It happens just like yesterday, we get our 'scream juice ' which when I chanted in my head yesterday I didn't understand it but now I have a terrifying clue. It still taste like the misery it brings. Whomever cooked it up must be so twisted and sick in the head.

Then the haunting, 'entertainment ' chant and the shadow guards are gone. I feel drowsy and extremely compelled to close my eyes and drift off to sleep but I don't want to. I just can't. It's a trap. I can feel it now. I should try to fight it, maybe it's my way out of this. I might just survive this place when I'm tough enough. So I try very hard not to fall asleep.

And when I say the temptation is hard I mean extremely hard. Because the scream juice is manipulating my mind. I am staring at the grills of the door hard and they turn into beautiful woman wearing skimpy clothes. They are swaying their hips seductively, biting their lips and twirling their hair. I can't look away. They are beckoning me over. I won't resist too long. Must go to... must... beautiful ladies... go to...

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"I have to get this deal. It is the biggest one yet so I want efficiency and perfection, understood? " I demand urgently.

"Yes boss. " My men say obediently in unison.

I nod in approval.

"Now get to work! " I order loving the booming of my voice bouncing across walls.

Everyone runs around busying himself or herself with cooking. Not food! Do I look like a chef to you? The whole day we tire and sweat, my workers I mean because I supervise, to make as much ecstasy as possible. I have a big client to impress. I mean to impress. So at the end of the day I inspect everything in our secret underground base. I'm satisfied with the work done. I will get a lot of money from this.

I can't wait to see my client's face when he sees the goodies later tonight. I most definitely will be getting this deal.

Suddenly I hear police siren. Whoa I spoke too soon. What the hell? No matter, I will take care of them. And I will do anything for my money. Anything.

So I take out my pistol from my waist band and cock it. I can't let no damned law enforcers come from nowhere and ruin my plans. I don't know why some people feel the need to act like saints. They don't want to be on my payroll, I make them tolls in morgues. That's just how we will have to coexist.

So I make my way to the ground floor area with my men in tow, guns raised and ready to fire. This warehouse is abandoned so why can't some people get that memo and leave it abandoned.

Slowly and tactfully, we make our way to the ground floor watching our every step. I would enjoy putting a bullet right through a cop's skull to protect me money. We are in two groups of three looking around the rooms and hallways and we don't find anyone. And I haven't heard, 'This is the police put your hands where I can see them. ' I particularly hate that line. If we are both men, let's just see who would pull the trigger first. I don't need you flashing your badge in my face. I was a scout back in the day and I had a lot of badges. They don't mean shit to me.

We keep walking and watching out but all we find, more like hear is pleasure groans.

Some two male cops on patrol I guess, decide to go into an abandoned warehouse just to fuck? I would have put a bullet right through them thinking they are here to interrupt my business.

With a disappointed shake of my head, I call off my men and we head back to the base. We still have some packing up to do, no time for horny bastards.

I'm not always a considerate man and I know it but I can't waist my bullets on two people who have to sneak around sleeping with each other. That's their business, cops or not. Besides, my mind is focused on sealing a big deal tonight so I'm feeling kinda generous.

"Once those two leave we will be heading out. I need you dogs to be on the lookout more today at the club. Nothing can go wrong. Understood? "

"Yes boss. " They chorus like the loyal dogs they are.