“Who
are you?” Said Leann Domingos to the man with the thick glasses. He wasn’t
tall, he was 5’10’’, he had a really ugly face that made him look like a
blob-fish and smelled like Doritos. She was quite intrigue because she didn’t remember
how she got into that hill, but she thought that she recognized it as Slipdown
Mountain, she thought she was in Parker County albeit the last memory she had was
in Dallas.
The
man was completely quiet, he was just there watching her, she was feeling drowsy,
tired as she was drugged. “Who are you?” The man didn’t reply he just looked at
her with no visible smile except a deadpan face.
She
was trying to find her cellphone, but she noticed that she was tied down to a
tree, she started to scream but she didn’t have the strength. Everything was so
surreal, she wasn’t feeling her body, she was feeling as she was watching
everything from far away.
The
man moved close to her, she finally saw him with more detail, he was wearing a
suit and his shoes were quite elegant, they were quite shiny even if the light
was dim around them. He seemed to be a politician, but she wasn’t sure. Again,
she saw his face, it was ugly as if someone vomited an In-N-Out Burger and made
a sculpture of a blob.
“What
do you want from me?” She tried to mutter the words, but the words didn’t come
out from her mouth. The man placed her a mask with a symbol that had a circle
and overlapping was a plus sign. She then shot her on the head leaving her dead
and he took his car and drove away.
The
trunk of his car opened and one banner flew away, as the banner shattered again
the road the words of the slogan said “Together, we will win” and he drove
south, as far as he could go, just hoping that someone would find the body of
Leann and let the world know the second generation of the Zodiac was going to
rise.
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