Chapter 3
"Tragicomedy"
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Astonishing anomalies are occurring in the Abyss today. First,
Mona disappeared, and almost all of the Abyss searched for her. Her house was a terrible mess, and her bedroom looked more like a ritual room that had also undergone a small ransacking. In the end, everyone decided that the girl had been killed and her body hidden, so they stopped searching. However, closer to morning, everyone was in deep shock.
Thorium himself appeared in the city. Only now he looked like an entirely different person, as if it weren't him at all. Only one thing is known: his mysterious resurrection is clearly somehow connected to the disappearance of
Mona.
Arandor was peacefully taking a shower before a date, wanting to be absolutely flawless in every way, but at the most critical moment, just as he had lathered his head with shampoo, he heard otherworldly sounds, as if someone had opened his bathroom window. The guy rinsed the shampoo off his head at lightning speed and yanked back the curtain. There he saw a strange fellow dressed all in black with very funny makeup.
-What the hell! –
Arandor flew into a rage and grabbed a razor.
-Oops... - the goth giggled bashfully, looking down.
-I'll kill you, you scum!
The goth reacted quickly and jumped out the window, knowing that
Arandor would not chase after him in such a state.
-Remember! They will come for us! They will kill us all! The Abyss is finished!!
And a lovely girl paid a visit to
Werevolka. At first, they spent their time peacefully chatting over tea, and then the guest suggested that
Werevolka spend her time in a more interesting way.
Ver regretted agreeing when the uninvited guest began playing something incomprehensible on her flute; suddenly, a own bright idea came to her, thanks to which she quickly sent her guest away under the pretext that she had to run some urgent errands.
Once again,
Koteyka was dying of boredom in his luxurious mansion. The call girls were not arriving, and all the staff had left for their day off. However, he did get five minutes of entertainment. A young composer visited him again, this time without any girls, and played the piano for him.
Finally, the guy left, leaving
Amko completely alone. In the end, he grew tired of it all and decided to sing a bit while waiting for the lovely guests to arrive.
-Today in the club, chips are dancing – he began, when suddenly he heard light female laughter.
-You're humming interesting words – smiled a pretty girl in a blue dress and began approaching
Amko more closely, intending to hug or kiss him, or perhaps something more right away.
-Strange, I ordered three girls –
Amko glanced at her askance, but did not push her away.
-Well... this is our special service for you, as one of our most beloved and regular clients – the guest smiled and touched his lips for a second with a light, playful kiss, which only worked
Koteyka up. – The others will come later! – she winked.
-How interesting – smiling,
Amko approached the girl to kiss her passionately, but she dodged him.
-Everything in its own time! First, I want to play something interesting for you. I assure you, you'll like it.
Amko was going to refuse such services, but the girl deftly pulled a violin from under her dress, thereby slightly exposing her cute leg. As the beauty promised, the rapper was not indifferent to her wonderful music. Moreover, he completely relaxed, thus delivering himself into the girl's hands for slaughter.
-Now can we continue where we left off? –
Amko asked her, clearly already counting on more than a kiss.
-Of course! – the girl tucked her violin behind her back. – I was just about to continue with what I finished!
Amko closed his eyes and sat on a chair, awaiting action from the cutie, when suddenly he felt himself be pierced through by a sword, pinning him dead to the chair.
-What does this mean?! – he screamed, spitting blood from his mouth.
-Role-playing games! – the girl exclaimed with a smile.
-You scum! You're the one who killed
Nebo!
-That's correct. First, I want to destroy your entire disgusting team, and then get rid of your repulsive boss.
-You won't succeed –
Amko laughed, realizing that he himself would never succeed at anything ever again.
-Perhaps. The main thing is, you will bring no harm to society – the girl finished her speech, after which she slit
Amko 's throat, pulled out her sword, and vanished from the crime scene.
When the late call girls arrived, they were horrified. Not only was the master of the mansion dead, but ones had been drawn everywhere in his blood.
All day long,
Xostor was bothered about this and that. First, he was met by some elderly man, with whom he talked for a long time about music. And at the end, he asked
Hossi to play at least one song for him.
Afterward, some old man approached him and beat his face in for no reason, giving
Xostor no chance to strike back.
Then some lad helped him up and began questioning him about some murky nonsense regarding whether he preferred dark-haired or light-haired girls. Or if he liked girls at all. After answering the questions and telling the annoying guy to get lost,
Xostor went to his new acquaintance Clarisse so that she could heal his bruises.
But on the way to Clarisse's house, he met a strange man in a clown suit. The stranger giggled.
-What are you laughing at?! You want a fight, I bet!
-What a coward, he wants to ascend.
-Yeah, screw you! –
Xostor exclaimed, after which he lost control over his body and stood in one pose like a puppet.
-What a silly thing, insulting us – the clown approached him.
-What did you do to me, you scum?! Who are "us"?!
-Punishment awaits you – the villain smiled and began moving his hands over
Xostor, like a puppeteer, giving no opportunity for resistance. – For we are all children of the world.
At that moment, a knife made of same darkness appeared in
Xostor's hands.
-What a pity! –
Deliries sneered sarcastically, guiding
Xostor's armed hand toward his own neck.
-Stop it! – exclaimed a dark figure from around a dark corner who had been watching the proceedings.
The clown clearly did not expect outside witnesses, so he released
Xostor and began to run away.
-In your dreams – said the metalhead and, turning his club into a guitar, began playing his solo, devised back in another world.
-My hands are covered in blood! –
Del screamed. – Nooo! – at that moment, the girl's brain shut down and she fell lifelessly to the ground.
-Are you okay? – the metalhead extended a hand to
Xostor. – Get up, you need to be taken to Clarisse before it gets even worse for you.
By morning, the corpse of
Deliries had disappeared as if he had never been there, and Van's tavern was closed forever for unknown reasons.
Survivors:2.
Spear3.
WisTrit5.
Loreley 6.
Tox7.
Драккошка9.
Arandor10.
RiMpel2 11.
Thorium12.
WishmasteR13.
Werevolka 15.
Dgak16.
Ment17.
XostorFallen:
1.
Deliries4.
Mona 8.
Amko14.
Небо
