The wacky misadventures of a mans experience in the land of wannabe monsters

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Sunday, June 13, 2010

chapter 18

The air was still and smelled of rotting garbage, every step echoed loudly reminding them how conspicuous they were being. A warehouse came into view in the distance, it looked about four blocks away, the shape he saw earlier came more into focus, he was sure of it now, horns. Suddenly, a shot rang out, Sid looked over and Dave was on the ground with a gaping hole right between his eyes, a pool was forming already. Partly out of fear, partly out of rage, he made a mad dash for the door of the warehouse. He heard several more shots whiz by his head, until he crashed through the front door.
He took a deep breath and regained his composure, he crept up the stairs and what he saw he was not ready for, the shooter was a short, skinny, rather cute, Mexican, girl, the actual horns were just a hat. He was so taken aback by this he actually couldn’t help but take a few steps forward, the shooter grabbed her trusty rifle by the barrel and pistol whipped Sid across his face. He staggered; the girl climbed his skinny frame and stabbed him multiple times in the back. Finally she kicked him in the head and he blacked out.
He finally awoke slowly and saw two sets of shoes one set much bigger than the other “so is this one of the bitches who tried to kill you?” a clearly male voice asked “why yes indeed, it is” said another voice in a faux british accent “Fuck what a mess…what do you want to do with them? This one is still alive.” The man stated “I don’t care about the douche lying in the alley, but I’ve hear weird things about this one, I think I’ll help him up” she stated calmly and crouched down “well hello there, Sid, need help up?” Sid was apprehensive and honestly, quite a but dizzy too “you…….you stabbed me” he said after a while “Bob here would’ve snapped you’re scrawny neck, and I don’t even wanna think about what chawlie would do to you, I’m the nice one.” She said with almost a friendly tone. As Sid got up he became more comfortable “considering you know my name, it’s only fair I learn yours.” “Taco, Taco Sanchez, now are you gonna help us finish this bowl or not?”

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