Chapter 2: The Slime reflects!
The Scavengers Yard was more of a garbage field where people’s undesirables went. If you were to scavenge from it you would get scraps and rarely find something worthwhile. But only the poor or the homeless would enter this place.
Why would not anyone else go to this ‘treasure’ filled place? It was dangerous. It had monsters. They are not the dangerous kind of monsters but the kind that ‘takes everything valuable’ kind. What made the place dangerous were the giant piles of garbage waiting to topple over. There was also the stench. The stench in some places got so bad that people literally died from exposure. The lucky ones suffer from health issues. It was nothing that magic cannot solve but those who had such powers earnt more with actual jobs. Healing the poor cannot afford.
However there was a strange sight to be held in this place. Two males walked amongst the towers of garbage. One was a keeper of the Scavengers Yard and the other was a boy hauling a bucket of white sludge.
“Why don’t we chuck this onto that garbage back there?” “Y’all don’t want to beh going near those piles boy; they’ll collapse and I don’t wanna fish out your corpse.” “Oh.”
The orphan boy working in the church was tasked with cleaning up the waste the failed summoning made. ‘Why do I have to clean up and come to this… ugh this place reeks!’ Surprisingly the white mess was easy to clean up. All the boy had to do was pick it up and put in in a bucket. He did not have to clean his hands afterward. If anything they were cleaner after he had handled the waste.
“Boy, let me guess, did a Miss try to make a meal? Made that white mush that even dogs won’t eat?”
“Nope Mister! Today the church tried to do a hero summoning! Then plob! This white stuff came out!”
“White stuff…” “What’s wrong?” “uhhh It’s nothing, just thinking about some adult stuff.” “OH! Tell me sir. What kind of adult stuff?!” “Yer too young to be knowing ‘bout that kid!”
It was not long until they found a good spot to dump the sludge. The white stuff slowly drained to the bottom of the pile.
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There was nothing but myself in the dark void. I already knew I was dead so I could not help but think that I was awaiting judgment. I waited for some angel, demon or God himself to pass me onto heaven or hell. I waited a long time. Well there was no sun or clock so I didn’t know how much time had passed.
“…”
There must be a huge queue before me, yeah, hundreds of people die every day so the queue must be very long and I must be at the end of it. So while I’m waiting I may as well reflect on my life so far.
Let’s see... I’m 26 years old, single, unemployed, depressed and I destroyed an entire criminal organisation within a month. I guess that’s a summary of my life.
I look around and see that there are no divine beings, golden gates or flame pits. Better continue occupying myself.
I graduated from high school ranked slightly below average. Somehow got accepted into a university diploma course and graduated. Then a global financial crisis akin to the great depression occurred.
As you could imagine there were no jobs to be found. Long lines of people looking for work. Even well educated people like me forced to beg and sometimes cheat for paid work. I played fairly waiting hours for an interview. Never got a job though.
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Yep I’m used to long queues. I’m still alone in this void.
I was the victim of some of the worse of actions humanity is capable of. Let’s just say I’m lucky to live in Australia and that I pity the US for their gun laws.
Half of my ‘friends’ used me for their own benefit but the other half I consider lifelong friends. I am truly thankful for their company.
During this period my parents passed on and left me a small inheritance. I had half expected to be robbed of what was left for me so I found it funny when I found out that society still worked.
This money kept me afloat during the rest of my life as I was depressed, unemployed and single. At that point of my life I really wanted to love and be loved. I thought in such a way that it was almost as if survival was the least of my concerns. These thoughts heavily influenced what I did for the next month.
The highlight of my life started when I saw a woman being mugged in an alleyway, a common sight these days. The lady was average in looks and I was desperate ‘Maybe she’ll date me if I save her’ were my thoughts.
Unfortunately the man who was mugging her was part of a mafia group that dominated the city. After I had beaten him up the police explained why they couldn’t touch him, Due to my actions I had a price on my head and worse of all: I forgot to get that woman’s number!
‘Well if I’m going out, I might as well go out with a bang.’ I decided to ambush a mafia member to obtain his gun and torture him for information. I then proceeded to bore a hole right into the mafia’s hierarchy and finally reached the god father of the group.
How the heck did I manage to survive up to this point? It was pure luck. No matter how insane my subsequent actions were and no matter how many bullets flew through the air I never got hit once.
I was a living breathing modern day Rambo. The media called me the Masked Head Hunter because all of my enemies were shot in the head. I remember somehow hitting a guy from one hundred metres away with a pistol. I wore a cowboy hat and a cloth mask.
Yeah I lived a bloody insane existence but no matter how lucky I was I could not survive a rocket to the face. Talk about overkill, the god father had a RPG launcher meant for vehicles. Since it was me he was facing I guess I can understand his precautions. So my life ended that day but I managed to take him with me. Hehe I still wish I had gotten that lady’s phone number.
This darkness is beginning to get on my nerves and no one has appeared yet. Should I recall my life since childhood? No that would be boring. I know, let’s try calling out to someone!
“Is anyone there!? Where am I!? I’m sick and tired of waiting I need some answers!!!”
It looks like my patience has run out. So much for bragging about waiting in long queues.
Suddenly a blue box appeared in front of me.
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A cliff hanger so soon!? dun dun duuunnn dark days are ahead.
I had intended to get this chapter out yesterday but I had to see my Father out as he went on a holiday. Oh and I became addicted to this piece of music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCcyVuSvWEw
I just realised that I forgot to review this chapter... arg my broken English skills are showing! I must edit this later.