Keith holds the walkie talkie in his hand as Axel's smug voice replies back," Such tough words from a little wuss as you!.. You the town joke!.. You do know everyone laughs at you, don't you?" " Let's meet face to face and we will see just who the joke is asshole!", said Keith. " Oh come on now!.. You couldn't knock out a fly!", replies Axel " Oh, I think he could you little gilipollas!", exclaims Maria. " You getting your girlfriend to fight your battles for you now?.... Oh, wait I forgot who I was talking to! You wouldn't have the balls to even ask her on a date let alone have sex with her! Haha!", said Axel. " He has more balls than you ever will you fuck!!!!.. And if I did have sex with him at least I know I would be with a real man and not a dickless asshole such as you!", extorts Maria. " Yeah and it would last a whole 30seconds, because I guarantee he hasn't ever been laid before!.. But if you want a real man you can come see me honey!", said Axel. " The only way I would touch you is my fist touching your face!", Maria said. " Such a mouth on you, someone should teach you how to put it to good use!", Axel said. " ENOUGH!!!!... You do not talk to her or anyone else like that!", said Keith. " And what are you going to do about it?.. You're up there and I am down here, by time you get down from there I will be long gone!", said Axel. " Just like the weasel that you are, running Axel, but don't you worry! I promise you that I will get down from here and I'll put you into a wall!", exclaims Keith. " Promises, promises!.. You have me quaking in my boots! If you get down in time than we will see just how tough you are! Now if you excuse me I have a Group Leader to torture and frankly I am tired of talking with you, but I'll send your regards to him!", says Axel sarcastically. The walkie talkie goes dead. " AXEL! AXEL!!!.. SON OF A BITCH!!!!!", yells Keith. Keith picks up an old wooden chair that was in the hallway and smashes it against the hallway wall shattering both the chair into pieces and the drywall. " I was going to sit on that!.. Guess I'll go find another one.", remarks Paulina. " Sorry ladies I didn't mean for you to see that... I hope you don't think I am unstable!", said Keith. Maria walks up to Keith who is looking down at the ground in shame, she places her right hand on Keith's chin and lifts his head up, looks in his eyes and says," It is perfectly alright, we don't think that!.. You have a fighters spirit in you, a noble one that has been pushed too far and I promise you I will help you get down there and show you how to throw that perfect uppercut!" " Thank you!", replies Keith. "No, thank you!", says Maria as she wraps her arms around Keith and hugs him tightly for 30 seconds." What's that for?", asks Keith. " For being a good honourable man!", said Maria. "So, what are we waiting for?.. Lets finish this rope and go get that little bastard!", exclaims Paulina. Maria lets go of Keith, looks into his eye and smiles and Keith says," Yes, lets!"
The door opens to the darkened old hotel laundry room, the Group Leader walks ever so cautiously, his arms outreached in front of him, a lantern being held in his right hand as he enters. The Group Leader stops in the entrance for a minute looking around at his surroundings, Greg shoves the rifle barrel into the Group Leaders back to nudge him forward. " What the fuck are you waiting for? Get moving in there, let's go!", said Greg. " Alright, alright! No need to get excited, I'm going!... Was just looking to see if it was safe in here!", replies the Group Leader. " Well, now that you have you can move forward, pausing is not going to rely the inevitable!. Now MOVE!", said Greg. The Group Leader walks into the laundry room, they move past some old laundry bins and up to a rusted old industrial washing machine and Greg commands,"STOP!.. Right here is good, put the lantern on the floor and lift your hands in the air!" The Group Leader does as he is told, Greg pulls out the pair of handcuffs that was attached to the metal briefcase and proceeds to apply them to the Group Leaders hands. With the Group Leaders hands all handcuffed, Greg grabs the Group Leader by the waist placing the chain of the handcuffs onto a large hook suspended above them to a conveyor used for hanging laundry bags. The slight pain of his somewhat bruised muscles causes the Group Leader to grimace as Greg slams the handcuff chain on the hook letting him go. Greg looks at the Group Leader dangling from the hook and a big sinister grin comes over his face. " What's so funny?", asks the Group Leader. " Oh I am just thinking about how much fun this is going to be!.. You probably didn't know that I used to do this in the military, did you?... Wait, I forgot who I was talking to, of course you did!", said Greg. "Just get on with what you are gong to do and stop talking, or is this the torture?.. Hearing you talk!"", the Group Leader said. " Alright! If you are in that much of a hurry!.. I was going to wait and take it slow but seeing as how you want to get right to it!", said Greg. Greg takes his large left hand and aggressively swings the Group Leader against the front of the large metal door of the laundry machine slamming the Group Leader into the centuries old rusted metal door with thud! A look of excruciating pain comes over the face of the Group Leader, Greg turns to walk out of the room, but not before he says," Now don't go anywhere!.. I will be right back!"
The wind slams the rain down so hard it feels like large stone pebbles falling from the sky. The three companions sit, soaked on the inside part of the flat ledge of the rooftop, waiting for the storm to stop. Emil pulls out a protein pill from his backpack and swallows it. Preston presses the button on the walkie talkie and says," Anyone there?.. We are still stuck on the rooftop, there doesn't seem to be any sight of this current cell stopping at all!.... Does anyone copy?.. Hello! Hello!" Preston is met back with nothing but silence, he puts the walkie talkie down and hangs his head in disappointment. "No answer?", asks Priya. Preston says nothing and just shakes his head confirming Priya's question. " You might as well just give it up!.. You have been trying for the past few hours to contact the others with no answer!.. It's hopeless, this storm is not going to let up and soon our luck will run out!", exclaims Emil. " What do you mean by that?", asks Priya. " Think about it!.. We have almost fallen off this roof a few times now, been pelted by the storm cells and its only a matter of time that we slip off this roof, one of those lightning bolts hits us, the thunder shakes another hole in the roof, or worse crumbles this building to the ground killing us all!", said Emil. Preston touches the roof top with his wet right hand and says," The slipping part yes, but the chances of the storm doing what you said is 10 billion to 1!" " I may not know much but being this high increases our chance of getting hit by one of those lightning bolts, we are on a copper roof after all!", replies Emil. " You're wrong!", said Preston. " Oh am I?.. Okay professor please tell me how that is possible?.. Is this a magic roof or are you able to deflect lightning and thunder with your mind?", asks Emil. " No, but this hotel is!", said Preston. "What?", replies Priya with a confused look on her face. " Okay, please tell us!... Because it would be good to know something finally and not have all these secrets overshadowing everything!", Emil said. " When this hotel was renovated many, many years ago it was retrofitted with some special modifications.", said Preston. " Well that explains a lot!.. Or not!.. Can you ever give us a straight answer, I swear you are just as bad as the Group Leader!", says Emil. " What do you want me to say?", asks Preston. " The truth!", replies Emil. " Fine!... You asked for it, but you will not believe it!", said Preston. " Just say it!", says Priya. " " This hotel was modified to protect the Prime Minister when the magnetic fields were altered changing the climates and altering the weather patterns and intensity.... So the Prime Minister had this place coated with a special substance that is almost like a force field to protect it from the storms... But it needs the generator to keep it at a full potential, otherwise it starts to weaken and if it is off for too long it will eventually fail completely opening us to exactly what you said!" Emil and Priya look at Preston with a stunned look, the moment is broken by a large clap of thunder that shakes the building slightly. " Yeah, well I think that you are full of shit!.. The storm has been shaking this hotel recently and how do you explain that hole in the roof or the collapsed sections of stairwells?", says Emil. " It's because the generator has been off and it is starting to weaken, that's why we have been feeling the effects and all that happened in the past when someone was still here to make sure the generator stayed on during the evacuation!... Does that answer your question?.. Or do you need me to spell it out for you in crayon like usual!", exclaims Preston. " So how long do we have until it fails?", asks Priya. " At least 12 hours by my calculations!", said Preston. "That's not so bad!", replies Priya. " It's not as good as you think!.. These storm cells could last for days and with the shield weakening it can take us longer! Not to mention we have to reboot the generator and the other one has to be put back online or it to work... But with no communication within the basement team, all the factors have us on pace to die when this place comes crumbling to the ground!" Mutual looks of shock come over the face of Emil and Priya. " That's just great!... I could have died in prison, instead you brought me here to die!... Who invented this stupid substance shield anyway?", exclaims Emil. Preston looks at the faces of Emil and Priya and says," Pops Brilliant!" An aura of silence at the info they heard blocks out the noise of the storm, Emil breaks the silence by saying," Holy shit!"
Keith with the help of Paulina and Maria frantically weaves the torn sections of bedsheets he and Maria found in the empty hotel rooms. Tightening, twisting, turning together as if they were braiding someones hair the bed sheet rope starts to come together stretching at least 6 feet in length. Keith finishes braiding a set of sheets together and is about to connect them to the others when a piece of the braid rips. " FUCK!", exclaims Keith as he unbraids the sheets he just did, cuts off the ripped end and starts over. Frustrated by the setback and by having to start over, Keith tries to re-braid the remainder of the bedsheets he was working on, but his frustrations paired with his sense of urgency causes him to make more mistakes and he has to start over again. Keith drops the sheets to the ground, grabs a broken piece of drywall from the floor and throws it into an empty room directly to his right. " Calm down!.. We will get this done, you just need to take it easy and concentrate.", said Maria. " What if we don't?.. Axel will hurt the others and we couldn't do nothing about it!", responds Keith. Maria stops braiding her set of sheets and lays them on the ground, gets up and walks over to Keith. Maria places her right hand softly onto Keith's left shoulder and says," It will all be alright!... We will get there and take down that little bastard!" " How can you be sure!.. Just when it seems that we are making progress, something comes along and sets us back!.. And what if this rope doesn't work?", Keith said. " I hate to agree and add more doubt, but I am not so sure about the rope we are making either.", said Paulina. " Okay, I get it!.. You both have doubts but we need to stay focused and try our best to make this work!... I'm not going to lie, I have my doubts too, but we owe it too the others to stay focused and do this properly!.. We bury all our self doubts, frustrations and get down to business and focus!.... Now what do you say you two, shall we get back to business?", said Maria. Keith turns around, looks at the truth and intensity in Maria's eyes and says," Hell yes!!.. Let's finish this and go take care of that little shit!" A big smile comes over Maria's face from ear to ear, as does on the face of Paulina who says," I'm with you two, lets finish this!" Keith and Maria make their way back to the pile of bedsheets and curtains and sit back down on the ground. The three of them continue braiding the sheets and curtains with more focus. " I'm just confused about one thing", asked Paulina. "What's that?", replies Keith. " What journals is Axel looking for exactly?", said Paulina. " Nothing but a myth!... Legend has it that there are some journals written with some invention ideas in them... Some created and some not ever made and some only made once.", said Keith. " What's so special about a bunch of old journals if they don't exist, and why would he want those?", asks Paulina. " Because there is a few ideas in there that could change the course of humanity but also hurt it!.. Some people think they are out here, but have never been found.", said Keith. " Good thing they don't exist!", replies Paulina. " They are just a myth, no need to worry about them!.. What we need to worry about is people like Axel who are willing to kill for them!!"
Over in a room down the hallway on the 9th floor the Shadowy figure stands watching and listening to Keith and the others from the shadows. He backs away into the dark, abandoned hotel room and says to himself, " Oh we need to worry about them, but as long as I have them safely put away where no one will find them, the worry is small!.. Ease your minds you three, the journals will never be found or given up, now I just need to figure out where I put the missing one!" The Shadowy Figure makes his way into the open entrance to the secret corridor and closes the secret panel behind him.
Grace sits on the the floor of the mechanical room, she runs her hands on some of the weeds growing out of a crack in the floor. Hannah stands nearby, her earphones in her ears singing the song Break My Stride by Matthew Wilder, pointing the Glock 18 in her right hand at Grace. Grace pulls a few weeds from the ground and throws them in front of her and repeats the action three more times. " Why are you doing that?", asks Hannah. " Well, I am currently sitting on a cold, dirty concrete floor with weeds growing out of the cracks. A prick and a sociopath have locked a friend of mine in a old elevator car to die and torture another friend!... Oh, and yeah, someone who I though was my friend decided to join them and turn her back on my friendship after all the kindness I showed her!.. So, excuse me if I am a little perplexed by this and saddened!.. The question should be, why are you doing this?", said Grace. Hannah lowers her gun and walks up to Grace. " Look, I have gone through some pretty extreme and rank shit in my life and don't need to explain myself to you!.. Just because I opened myself up to you doesn't mean that I need to explain myself to you!", said Hannah. " I think you do!.. You turned your back on Liam who is nothing but a sweet and kind guy, the Group Leader who has shown so much kindness and compassion to you and me who only wanted to be your friend and help!", said Grace. Hannah lifts the gun up and points it at Grace saying," You are a super nice person, sweet and kind!.. But I can't afford your help, that's the way it has to be!" " What the hell does that mean?.. That is a copout of a explanation!.. You are lying to your self and a fool if you think that Axel and Greg are trustworthy!", said Grace. "I'm not a fool, I'm a survivor!.. I've asked for help from friends in the past and they all left me high and dry when I needed them the most!.. At least with them I have some control and maybe get some money to get out of here and to the west coast!", said Hannah. " You're still a fool if you think that they won't double cross or hurt you!.. Especially Axel!", said Grace. " HEY!.. I heard you!.. She can totally trust me, I always take care of my business partners!", exclaims Axel from across the room. " Famous words of a scoundrel and a douchebag!", Grace said. " I trust him, he was one of my favourite clients and the way Greg went after the Group Leader showed me that they could take care of me!", said Hannah. " My god you are naive!", responds Grace. " No, I'm not!.. Quit saying that!", said Hannah. Hannah points the Glock in her right hand to the left of Grace and squeezes the trigger. The gun lets off a booming noise that echoes throughout the basement as the bullet leaves the chamber and into the hole in the wall that Greg put in it with the gamma rifle earlier, just missing Axel. " What the hell are you doing?" , exclaims Axel. " Just showing her I mean business and that she can't get into my head, no matter how hard she tries!", says Hannah. " Well, be careful you almost shot me!.. If you have to do anything, hit her with the but end of the gun!", said Axel. " I'm sorry!..I'll remember that Axel!", says Hannah with a flirty tone and smile to match. " Axel looks at Hannah's face and says," It's okay!.. As long as it doesn't happen again!", said Axel. " Oh, it won't!... I promise!.. Besides I think she learned her lesson!", said Hannah as she looks down at Grace and winks at her with a mischievous grin and a confused look emerges on Grace's face.
Liam lies face down on the floor of the damaged old elevator car, the elevator is pitch dark and he slowly puts his arms down as if to do a pushup and elevates his body slowly. Liam moves into a seated position on the ground, rubs his eyes and tries to adjust to the surroundings and regain his bearings. " Where in the hell am I?", says Liam. He slowly stands up knocking over the lantern at his feet. Liam bends back down and picks it up, he pushes a button on the base of the lantern and it lights up illuminating the elevator car and practically blinding him. As his eyes re-adjust again Liam, lantern in his right hand begins to shine it all over the small space. As the the lantern's light catches the decaying corpses he jumps in fear at the sudden sight. " HOLY FUCK!.... Oh my god I think I almost pissed my pants!" Liam moves closer and shines the light on the decayed bodies, looking them over carefully. " Well, it's easy to see where Axel and Greg got their guns from!... But the question is why were they transporting them here?" Liam turns and shines the lantern at the old elevator control panel and shines the light at the ceiling of the elevator looking out of the hole in the roof and into the dark elevator shaft. " Interesting!" Liam see's a note on the floor with his name on it, he picks it up and see's it is from Axel saying," Enjoy your new home for a while, I will be back around soon enough after I get some info out of the Group Leader and make you the same offer I made the others. Until then sit back, relax and talk to your new friends if you like, because there is no way out of there!" Liam crumples the note and throws it against the elevator door. " I've got to get out of here!... No telling what he is doing to the others!"
The Group Leader remains suspended from the hook that Greg had placed him on. He looks at his surroundings in search of a way to escape his predicament. " Shit!.. There's got to be some way out of this!.. Just have to figure it out!", said the Group leader as he looks up at the hook he is hanging from. "Of all the time we were together, we never tried using handcuffs, I'm a little jealous and a little turned on I must say my love!.. But this is not the type of pleasure I know either of us would enjoy!", said Samantha's Ghost. " Well you never asked!..We did try most of the Kama Sutra, some role playing, in fact we tried some pretty kinky shit!", said the Group Leader. "You never asked!", said Samantha with a giggle. " Good times!... So, are you here to reminisce about our old times and tease me or just laugh at my pain!", said the Group Leader. " No, we can save those for another time!.. I just came to see how things are and that I think I might have found a way out of this for you, but I have to check.", said Samantha. Greg walks in with a confused look on his face at the sight of the Group Leader having a conversation with no one, as he wheels in the large toolbox from the hallway. " You are the strangest person I have ever met!... Now I know you are not in your right mind!", exclaims Greg. " How do you figure that?.. I am perfectly sane, it's your new best friend that you should be more concerned about!", said the Group Leader. " What are you doing my love?... Don't antagonize him, he's going to hurt you even more!", Samantha's Ghost said. " There is no stopping that now!.. He was going to do that anyway and has been looking forward to it for a while now since before he tried to beat me to death!", said the Group Leader. " But, he's going to kill you!", said Samantha's Ghost. " If he does then I will finally be able to hold you again and we will finally be able to see if we can finish off that thing we never got to try from the book!... But, I don't think that he will, we both know that!", said the Group Leader. " Who in the fuck are you talking to you weird freak?", asks Greg. "That's for me to know and you to not find out!", responds the Group Leader. "Oh really?.. No wonder everyone in town avoids you, who would want to talk to someone with your mentality, not to mention you are not that you are not that attractive!", said Greg. " I choose who I talk to for one and there are quite a few people that do talk to me and secondly you are not my type!.. But if you were I don't associate myself with assholes with small dicks that need to beat people up to feel powerful!", said the Group Leader. " Oh my dick is not small, many women can attest to that!", responded Greg. " Calling your hand a women and pretending it is a vagina doesn't count!", said the Group Leader. " That does it!.. I am going to enjoy this!", exclaims Greg. " Bring it on peewee!", replies the Group Leader. Greg reaches into the toolbox and pulls out a flathead screwdriver, opens the top of the lantern, sticks the end of the screwdriver against the gamma light, the metal on the screwdriver turning red as it heats up quickly. Greg pulls the heated metal screwdriver out of the lantern and inches it towards the Group Leaders face. " My love why did you antagonize him even more?.. I can't bear to watch you get hurt!", said Samantha's Ghost. "You better go then, you won't want to see this!.. Go and check on that thing!", said the Group Leader. Samantha's Ghost with tears in her eyes nods her head and disappears. Greg removes the canvas jacket from the Group Leader and rips the t-shirt off of the Group Leader revealing his bear chiselled chest and abs. "Let's get this started, and see just how smart you mouth will be after I am done!", said Greg. Greg takes the red hot metal end of the screwdriver and presses it against the Group Leaders left shoulder for 10 seconds, the Group Leader lets out a scream loud enough to wake the dead.
The Shadowy Figure climbs off the ladder and into the hidden corridor of the 8th floor, he shines the bright white light of the gamma powered lantern onto the dust covered brick floor. The Shadowy figure moves the light carefully along the floor looking down as he moves the light in search of the missing journal. "Shit!, it's not here!... maybe it is in the room where I put the others in the mini-fridge!", said the Shadowy Figure. The Shadowy Figure walks up to the hidden door, opens it and goes back into the room where he had hid the other journals searching frantically as the light goes over every inch of the faded and torn tan carpeting. The light of the lantern moves ever so carefully not finding any sight of the journal, the Shadowy Figure stops near the old mini-fridge filled with the other journals, the light of the lantern shining like the eye of Sauron on the one ring as it shines at the bottom of the king sized bed and something apparently under it. " There you are, thank god I found you! Wouldn't want you to fall into the hands of anyone else.", the Shadowy Figure said. The Shadowy Figure moves quickly to the bed still focusing the lanterns light at the edge of the bed. He stops, bends down and shines the light under the bed, as the light fully illuminates under the bed a large rat runs out from under it attempting to escape. The Shadowy Figure quickly pulls out a small throwing knife from inside his jacket and hurls it at the monster rat and stops it dead in it's tracks killing it immediately as the knife impales it to the floor near the hidden entrance. " God dammit!!.. Fucking little vermin!!!!... They can tell that the generator is off!.Guess the journal is not in here, maybe it fell down to one of the other floor corridors as I was climbing down... Just going to have to check them all!", exclaims the Shadowy Figure. The Shadowy Figure gets up and makes his way back into the hidden corridor and closes the entrance to the room behind him and makes his way down the ladder in search of the missing journal. The dark, old room on the 8th floor gets a bit brighter as the ghost of Samantha appears and says," Shit!..Where are you?.. I'm going to have to keep looking, better start from the top and make my way back down!"
The storm continues to hand out it's fury on the city landscape and out into the outskirts. Preston stares out at it seated on the rooftop and then at the peak room that would be just minutes away if only a window of calmness would open up. Two huge bolts of lightning strike the ground near the front of the old Bessborough sending piece of asphalt and dirt flying into the air. " For the love christ!..This is bullshit!", screams Emil. " What is bullshit?", asks Priya. " Waiting here to die!.. I could have waited to die in prison, at least there I wouldn't have been wondering when it was going to happen!.. I would know!", exclaims Emil. " You were in prison?', asks Priya. " Yes I was and someone got me out and don't know why?", said Emil. " What did you do?", said Priya with great interest. " I was framed for robbery and murder!", said Emil. " That's horrible!.. Well at least you are out.", replies Priya. Preston had been sitting in his own little world and seemed totally aware of the conversation going on and interjects saying," You were not framed!.. I caught you red handed, literally!.. So quit telling that story, besides if I could have left you in that cell up north ready to be injected with the big sleep I would have!" " Oh look!.. Someone finally speaks! Okay, Mr. Lawman why did you have me released?.. What the hell am I and everyone else doing here or is that secret too?", said Emil. " I told you, that you are on a need to know basis and you don't need to know right now!.. But believe me if I could have kept you in that cell I would have you poor excuse for a human being! It was the greatest joy of my life to finally have you put away for something after you always found a way to escape charges!", said Preston. " You seem to have an unhealthy obsession with me Preston!.. Either you are jealous of me or you want to fuck me!", replies Emil. " No, those would be your prison inmates asshole!.. Tell me, how does it feel to have karma give you out the justice you totally deserve?", said Preston. " Oh, you still think that I raped the town whore!.. You really need to get past that!.. Just two more obsessions you have!", Emil said. Preston quickly gets up and in flash grabs Emil by the jacket collar, hangs him over the edge of the hotel as the lightening strikes continue in the distance. " Look you piece of shit! I know it was you and she wasn't the only one you did that too!.. People like you are the lowest form of life on this planet and belong six feet under!", said Preston. " Tough man!.. I thought you needed me?.. But go ahead and throw me off and see how your buddy the Group Leader likes it!..I know you want to!", said Emil. " Oh, I'm not going to throw you off this roof, those lightning bolts come in patterns and these ones come quick and fast, as soon as they reach the end of the storm they will strike back right here where your head is! It will fry your head clean off!", said Preston. " But you will die too from it too, seeing as you are holding me!", Emil said. " Well, I may or may not depending on how much shielding is left!.. But it is a risk I am willing to take!", said Preston. The lightning strikes in the distance quickly fall and approach the end of the storm cloud as a worried look comes over the face of Emil. " Do you think this frightens me?", asks Emil. " I think you are petrified!", replies Preston. Emil looks on as in two more strikes the lightning will be back where his head is hanging off the side the hotel with the wind and rain striking his face. " Not much more time now asshole!", said Preston. " What do you want from me a confession?.. Well you aren't getting one!", said Emil. " It would be nice!.. But I just want retribution for all the other lives you ruined and got away with!.. Oh look it has reached the end, I give it about 30 seconds and ZAP! You will be a Kentucky Fried Scumbag!.. One, two, three, four!", replies Preston. " You're crazy!.. What kind of lawman are you?", said Emil. " One that's about to finally see a dickhead like you get what's coming to him!.. fourteen, fifteen,sixteen!", replies Preston. A look of panic comes over the face of Emil and sweat starts to mix with the rain drops as Emil looks up at the sky in fear of his impending doom! " You won't do it!.. I know you won't!..You need me!", Emil said. "Yes, I will!..You said you would end me, I'm just beating you to the punch!...Besides we don't need you that bad!...Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine!", Preston replies. Emil looks up as the sky above him lights up and he exclaims," ALRIGHT!!!.. I ADMIT IT!.. I DID IT, I DID EVERYTHING YOU COULDN'T PROVE!.. NOW LET ME UP!!!!" Preston pulls Emil back in and throws him down to the rooftop as the lighting strikes the ground in front of the hotel again. "Thanks, that's all I wanted!.. I wasn't going to do that as much as I wanted to!... But I will be there when I take you back to the prison for your injection of The Big Sleep!" Emil picks himself off the ground and sits back on the flat, wet, rooftop." Asshole!.. You had your shot and you chickened out!.. I won't do the same when I get mine!", said Emil. " We'll see!", replies Preston. " Okay, that was quite unexpected!", said Priya. " Sorry, was just tired of his lies and had to get the truth out of him finally!", replied Preston. " Oh yeah, big man!.. You talk about truth and won't tell us why we are here!.. It's the least you can do, we both could die!", said Emil. "Sorry, but I can't!.. The Group Leader wants to!", said Preston. "Please, tell us Preston!.. I know you can't, but reconsider... I want to know what I am putting my life on the line for... What if something happens and this whole place comes crumbling down on our heads for not getting the generator turned back on!", Priya said. Preston looks at the truth and concern in Priya's eyes and says," All I can tell you is that we are here to look for a way to reverse all of this and you all will be needed to help!", said Preston. " That's all I wanted to hear!.. I just hope this storm gives us an opportunity to do so!", replied Priya. Preston looks up at the peak room again and says," Me too!... Just don't tell the Group Leader I told you, he still has so much more to explain to you on it!", said Preston. " I won't, I promise!", replies Priya. Emil looks on and he says under his breath so that Preston won't hear," That's if the Group Leader lives!"
Greg presses the red hot metal end of the screwdriver against the bare nipples of the Group Leaders chiseled chest. The Group Leader lets out another scream as Greg applies pressure singeing his skin and then begins to laugh putting a look of frustration on the face of Greg. " Is something funny?.. Because I sure as hell wouldn't find it funny if someone was doing this to me!", said Greg. " Yeah, I was just wondering when you were actually going to get to the torture part?', said the Group Leader sarcastically. Greg removes the screwdriver end from against the skin of the Group Leader and grabs another one from the tool box, places them both inside the lantern heating them both up. " Let's see just how funny you think this is!", said Greg. Greg removes the screwdrivers from the lantern, walks towards the Group Leader, holds the screwdrivers in front of the Group Leaders eyes, staring at him psychotically. " Is that supposed to intimidate me or are you just proud of yourself for heating two screwdriver ends at once?", said the Group Leader. "I am just showing you what are in for and to give you a chance to tell me what I want to hear!", said Greg. " Nope it's not working!... But your breath is pretty menacing!...I tell you what, you just talk to me at this close a range because your bad breath might work better than pressing hot metal against my skin!.. You've tried it on face and it didn't work so what makes you think that it would intimidate me?", the Group Leader said. A big menacing grin comes over the face of the Greg and he said,"Oh this not for your face, or for your chest!.. I was thinking of somewhere else!" The Group Leader gets a puzzled look on his face with all the thoughts of Greg using the red hot metal on his genitalia. Greg places the second screwdriver in the his right hand with the other one and bends down, removes the shoes and socks from the Group Leaders feet and presses the hot metal on the back of the achilles tendon. The Group Leader yells out in pain from the burning sensation he feels of the metal singeing his skin and the pain of it on his achilles tendon. " You know there is no better place other then the cock to apply an effective torture like this to get a person to talk!... I figure this might work, but if it doesn't we will have to try and burn your dick!", said Greg. Greg removes the burning metal from the Group Leaders feet, waits for 10 seconds and replies the torture again, with the Group Leader repeating his reaction. " Just tell me what I want to hear and I will stop! Otherwise I will keep going!", said Greg. The Group Leader yells out in pain again. "You can only fight it for so long!.. Come on tell!", said Greg. The Group Leader shakes his head in disagreement as Greg applies the hot metal to the Group Leaders achilles tendons again and again and again with the exact same reaction every time from the Group Leader. " Okay, Okay! I have something to tell you, you win!", said the Group Leader. Greg gets up and says," Good!.. Now tell me what I want!" The Group Leader looks Greg in the eyes and replies," The truth is!" The Group Leader pauses and Greg asks," Yes, keep going!" " The truth is this, my feet are extremely ticklish and that is making me laugh out in pain!", said the Group Leader as he laughs in the face of Greg. Greg walks back to the toolbox, turns, looks at the Group Leader and says," Well then I guess I will have to find something that won't tickle then!... There we go!" Greg pulls out a pair of pliers, grins and says," This is perfect for where I told you I would go next!"
Grace remains seated against the cracked concrete wall, a small pile of weeds that she had pulled from the crack in the wall sits next to her. Around the room Hannah and Axel are across the room having a conversation that Grace cannot hear, but does get the occasional glance in her direction and a couple of laughs. " This is bullshit!..I am not sitting here anymore!", exclaims Grace. Grace gets up from the floor and makes her way towards Axel and Hannah with a purpose in her stride. Axel catches the oncoming presence of Grace out of the corner of his eye and turns to say," Hold it right there sweet cheeks! Just what do you think you are doing?" Hannah turns immediately and points her Glock 18 at Grace's head and said," He said stop bitch!.. Now stop before I show you what the inside of your head looks like!" Un-deterred Grace keeps moving forward a glare in her eyes that could cut glass and anything else that gets in her way. "I SAID STOP!!!!.. I'm going to shoot!", yells Hannah. "Bring it!!!.. I think you are all talk you little backstabber!", said Grace. Hannah continues to steadily point the gun at Grace as she gets ever closer. " I'll do it!.. I'm warning you!", said Hannah. Axel stands watching to see if Hannah actually will pull the trigger and kill Grace with a look of anticipation on his face. "And I said to do it!.. What's the matter, don't you have the guts to!.. Come on shoot, I am begging you to! It's better than sitting over there dying of boredom!", exclaims Grace. Hannah looks down the sight of the gun, the approaching Grace in her crosshairs Hannah slowly squeezes the trigger, the loud explosive echo of the gun firing fills the room. The bullet whizzes a good two metres from Grace's head and into the wall behind Grace. " And I thought you were a good shot!.. You'd think that someone who owns a gun for protection could fire with accuracy, but I guess you must suck under pressure!", said Grace. Hannah lets out a scream in frustration and pulls the trigger in rapid succession letting out the remaining 18 rounds, each one of the bullets completely miss Grace, six of the bullets hit the ground in front of Grace, while the others missed by two feet. "Easy Rambo!.. You better calm yourself, you let her get under your skin and it caused you to miss... At least I hope that's what it was and you didn't miss on purpose!.. Otherwise you could be joining Liam in the elevator!", said Axel. " I didn't miss on purpose! I swear, that ginger bitch did as you said and got under my skin!... I won't miss again, I promise!", said Hannah. " Good!.. But not now!.. You have no bullets and as much as I would like to see Grace gone, we still need her. Now go and get Greg to get you some more bullets for that gun!", said Axel. Grace approaches and stops, an heir of confidence surrounds her from the actions of Hannah. Grace stops, looks at Hannah and said,"Better luck next time slut!" Hannah reaches back and slaps Grace across the face and is about to hit Grace again when Axel grabs her hand and says," Enough now tiger!.. Go do what I said, I'll deal with her!" "Okay!", replies Hannah. Axel lets go of Hannah's petite hand and slaps her on her firm, toned backside, Hannah smiles and begins to walk away, the empty gun in her hand as she exits the room. Axel turns to Grace and says," That was pretty brave of you!.. You have a big set of balls on you!" " Bigger than yours douchebag!", replies Grace. " What do you want so badly that you would risk getting killed?", asks Axel. "First of all, I had no worries to die!.. Secondly, what the fuck are you up to?", said Grace. " Normally I wouldn't say anything, as I like to keep my business a need to know basis until you need to know!.. But, I guess your actions just earned you a sneak preview." "Spit it out then!", replies Grace. " Okay so, I was told by a business associate that I will tell you all about later, told me about the contents of the elevator and wanted me to acquire it for him!", said Axel. " So this all about guns and I suppose you want us to help you haul them for you?.. You are going through an awful lot for some guns!", said Grace. " You are partially correct sweet cheeks!.. It is also what is in this briefcase!", said Axel. " What's in the briefcase, your underwear, that would be a pretty deadly weapon!", said Grace. " Something that will change the course of humanity forever!.. The Infinity drug, the instructions to make more and some blueprints.", said Axel. " You don't really believe that nonsense that the Infinity drug makes you immortal do you?.. That is all a bunch of horse shit! A tall tale that has been passed down for over a hundred years, with no actual proof it exists or works!", said Grace. " Oh it exists, I have documentation it does! And this briefcase verifies it!", said Axel. Axel opens up the briefcase and shows the large vial containing an aqua blue liquid, secured in a rubber enclosure with a plastic cover that has the name Infinity on the cover and then quickly closes the briefcase, clutching the handle in his left hand. " Okay, so it exists!.. But there is no proof it does what they said!.. It was a failure, the history records tell that it did more harm then good and that's whey they never mass produced it to help with the plague!", said Grace. "Oh, believe me it works!", said Axel. " Who told you that Santa Claus!", replied Grace. " I know what you are doing?.. You are trying to get me to divulge my associates name, but it won't work!.. I'm not telling!", said Axel. " You got me!.. If you won't tell me that then it is about guns, a vial of mythical super drug, instructions to make more and some old useless blueprints. Why are we still here then and not taking these things to your partner who shall remain nameless?", asks Grace. " The storm for one, I have to wait till it stops, the extra hands of the others to carry and get us out of the basement.. But I am just missing one thing that I need to find as well before we leave this place!", said Axel. " What's that? A soul?", replies Grace. " Haha! Funny, but no you see the instructions to make more Infinity just said page 23, journal 21, and the blueprints have a similar code on it with the same journal number but different page number!", exclaims Axel. " Does that mean what I think it means?", asks Grace. " Yes, it does!.. The Pops Brilliant journals actually exist and are not just a myth!", said Axel. " Then why torture the Group Leader? You don't actually think he knows where they are?.. He is a crazy old hermit, but it's a little far fetched to think he would know about that!", replies Grace. "Why else do you think he brought us out here for!.. To search for those journals and he knows exactly where they are but the power outage sidetracked it and needs the power on to find them!", said Axel. " Okay, I think you are the crazy one and not the Group Leader!", said Grace. " Yeah, crazy for finally solving a 100 year mystery!", exclaims Axel. Grace rolls her eyes in frustration at Axel's theory so he can see. " Don't believe me hey?.. Well you will when you see them!.. Now I've told you more then enough, go sit back against the wall on the other side of the room!", extorts Axel. "No worries I'm going!.. Besides all this bullshit is giving me a headache and I need to sit back down!", said Grace. Grace walks away from Axel and makes her way back to the other side of the room and sits against the wall and says to herself," I wonder if the others are having as much fun as I am right now?"
"Okay!.. This silence is killing me, can someone please say something!", said Paulina and stops binding the bedsheets she has in front of her. Maria and Keith weave the old bed sheet pieces together totally unaware of Paulina's comment. "Hello!... Did you guys hear me?", said Paulina in a louder tone. Keith's concentration is broken and he lifts his head up and says," I heard you it's just I need to focus on what we are doing here so the rope is strong, we don't need it breaking while one of us is climbing down it and go plummeting to our deaths!... So I apologize if we are not in too much of a chatty mood Paulina!" " I am with Keith on that, we need to concentrate here so we can get this finished quickly but done right!.. The others are counting on us!", said Maria. " I understand that!.. I'm not trying to break anyone's concentration or stop working, but I am use to talking when doing any kind of work, that's all!", said Paulina. "When we are done we can talk more, I know it's hard for you but I need you to try please!", said Maria. " Okay, that sounds fine!.. I can do that!", said Paulina. Paulina grabs the bedsheets she was working on and starts to work on them and stops suddenly again. " I'm sorry but I have one question!", said Paulina. "Yes!!!!.. What is it?", asks Keith. " Why don't we just tie the sheets together instead of trying to make the exact replica of an actual rope?", said Paulina. " It's because doing it this way makes the rope stronger and safer and less chance of it ripping easily, we don't know the how sheets this old will hold up the way you suggested. I know it's tedious, but trust me, we will be done soon!", said Keith. " Alright, and then what?.. Who will go down the rope first, what floor will we get off on?.. How long do we need to make it?", asks Paulina. " We will figure that all out once we get this done!.. Please don't worry about that right now and finish, we need to get to the basement and help the others before Axel does something to them, time is of the essence!", said Keith. " Okay, okay!.. I'll get back to work!", said Paulina. Keith gets back to working on his section of rope, stops, looks behind him and then back at the others and says," Does anybody else get the feeling that we are being watched or is it just me?" " No, I've got that feeling too!", said Paulina. " Me too!.. It's this place, it just gives off that kind of aura!", said Paulina. " Maybe you are right, but I just can't shake the feeling!", said Keith.
"You seem to be quite astute Keith, I am going to have to be more careful around you!.. I can't risk you all seeing me!", said the Shadowy Figure. The Shadowy Figure slowly backs out of the doorway of the 9th floor hotel room and inches his way into the darkness of the room. The Shadowy Figure stops, the voices of Keith Maria and Paulina go silent and he is left alone with his thoughts. The Shadowy Figure takes a couple of steps towards the hidden entrance to the secret corridor and then takes two steps back. He takes a couple of steps back towards the entrance door to the hallway and takes those steps back. The dance of steps goes front to back and side to side for 5 min in the silence as the conscience of the Shadowy Figure weighs heavy on him on whether to find out more and find a way to help or to go back into the hidden corridor staying anonymous, hidden and uninvolved. " No!.. You do not want to help!.. They can do it themselves, if they find out you exist and who you are then all you have protected will be found and things could, no would change!", said the Shadowy Figure. The Shadowy Figure starts to walk towards the entrance towards the hidden corridor and gets as far as the one step in the that entrance and stops. " But I can't just stand by and let them die or let anything bad happen! That is just not right!", said the Shadowy Figure. The Shadowy Figure takes two steps back, pauses and says to himself," No!.. I can't do it!.. I need to stay hidden, it's too dangerous!.. I have to get out of sight!" The Shadowy Figure steps forward into the doorway of the hidden corridor and stops, turns around and looks into the empty, dark hotel room. " Why are you running away, you can help!.. You should be helping them!.. GO HELP THEM!", said the Shadowy Figure to himself. The Shadowy Figure's legs shakes as do his hands, he slowly lifts his right foot in the air and inches it, suspended in the air across the threshold, stops and returns his foot back into the hidden corridor. He grabs the back of the hidden door of the secret corridor to the hotel room and closes it, sealing himself in the hidden corridor. " No!.. I can't!! I can't risk it!!.. That was the old you, and he lost so much as it is!.. They are better off without my help!!.. I have to stay out of this!", said the Shadowy Figure. He walks towards the iron ladder at the end of the corridor. stops, looks up and down it, climbs on it and climbs down and out of sight.
The bare feet of the Group Leader hang two feet from the concrete floor of the old hotel laundry room, blood drips down the bare ankles and quickly makes its way towards the feet running like a stream to its final destination in a small puddle on the floor. The Group Leader's head is slumped forward, all the energy in his body expelled from being tortured by Greg. Greg takes his large left hand, places it on the forehead of the Group Leader and pushes it into the upright position, holding it up and looks into the eyes of the Group Leader as he fights to stay conscious. " Have you had enough yet?", asks Greg. The Group Leader, his face streaming with blood and some light bruising, catches his breathe and said," You mean that is the best you have?... Man, you are not very good at this!" A confused yet irritated look comes over the face of the Greg and he said," You've got to be kidding me!.. I don't know how you are able to withstand the kind of torture I just laid on you asshole, but if you want me to do more then you've got it!!" "Did you now that a big vein appears on your forehead in the shape of a penis?.. Not a big one, a small one which I think you must have because only a guy with a small dick could act like such a big one!", said the Group Leader. " Cute penis jokes!.. You won't be making jokes when I come back to inflict more pain on you!", said Greg. Greg lets go of the Group Leaders head and starts to walk away, the Group Leader musters enough energy to lift his own head and says," Is it your masturbation break?... Just make sure to disinfect your hands after, I can take any kind of torture but I just couldn't handle cum covered hands, that's disgusting!" Greg's face turns as red as a tomato from anger and he exclaims," Enjoy the break you old prick!.. Because when I get back I'm going to make you scream and bleed like never before!" " Is that what your prison boyfriend says to you!", retorts the Group Leader. Greg leaves the room in a huff, the Group Leader swirls some spit mixed with blood in his mouth and spits it onto the ground bellow. " That is disgusting!", said Samantha's Ghost. " Sorry, I know you hated when I did that!.. How goes the search?", said the Group Leader. "Yeah please don't do that again, I just can't stand seeing you hurt!.. The search is going slow! I can't seem to locate his presence.", said Samantha's Ghost. " Keep trying, he might be the only hope for us all!", said the Group Leader. " Alright, I will!... I hate seeing you like this, it breaks my heart!", said Samantha's Ghost. " I'll be fine my love!.. You know that!", said the Group Leader. " I know, but even you can't heal that quick!.. If he keeps pushing he might actually kill you!", said Samantha's Ghost. " He won't!.. Don't worry sweet Samantha!", said the Group Leader with a loving look in his eyes. Samantha places her ghostly hand on the face of the Group Leader, she runs it over the blood soaked skin as tears come down her face. " Please just tell them what they want, I don't want to see them do this to you anymore!",said Samantha's Ghost. " You know I can't, I need to keep it out of the hands of others!", replies the Group Leader. " But if you do, what makes you think that he will let you have it and use it!", said Samantha's Ghost. " He won't, but I need to try and convince him to and that's why I need you to find him!", said the Group Leader. " Okay, but I still think this is a foolish quest with a high cost!", said Samantha's Ghost. " But it will all be worth it, you'll see!", said the Group Leader. A partial smile comes over the face of Samantha, she places both hands on the Group Leader's face, her spectral body hovering off the ground and kisses the Group Leader . " Don't move!... I will be right back!", said Samantha's Ghost. " Where am I going to go, to the movies?", said the Group Leader. Samantha laughs as she disappears from sight. Greg stands, watching and listening with a box cutter in one hand, some quarter inch nails and a blowtorch in the other hand he found in the tool box. " The torture must be getting to you, you were having a full on conversation with yourself... I'm going to leave and give you a longer break so that you are in your right mind a bit to tell me the truth and not some fantasy!" Greg walks out of the room and back into the corridor. The Group Leader lets out a sigh and then spits out some more blood onto the ground.
Greg sits down on the large metal crates containing the remaining weapons, he places the box cutter, nails and blowtorch down beside him. Greg reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a thin plastic container, he opens it and pulls out a hand rolled cigarette, he places it in the corner of his mouth. He pulls out a lighter from inside the plastic cigarette case and lights the smoke. Greg sucks back on the cancer stick and releases a cloud of smoke from his mouth letting out a sigh of relaxation. " I didn't know you smoked, you always seem to be such a healthy person!", said Axel. "Hmmm!.. Yeah well, I have been smoking for years now!.. I just kept it hidden really well!" Axel walks up to Greg, and sits on a weapons crate exactly across from Greg. " You have one for me then?", asks Axel. Greg takes the plastic cigarette case out of his pocket, opens it and extends his hand out. Axel reaches in the cigarette case and pulls one out, sticks it in his mouth and Greg sparks his metal lighter with a military symbol on it and ignites the smoke in Axels mouth. " Thanks!.. I needed that! I just had a situation in there with Grace and Hannah that you would have had to see to believe!", said Axel. " Oh really?.. What happened?", asked Greg. "Long story short, Grace walked over all frustrated and wanted to know what happened and Hannah shot at her missing with every shot and then when I sent Hannah out of the room to reload her gun I told Grace about what was going on!.. Not all the details just enough to get her to sit down and shut up!", said Axel. " That sounds like quite the experience!.. I can see why you needed that smoke!", said Greg. " I take it the interrogation is not going as well as you hoped and that's why you are out here smoking.", said Axel." Greg takes a large puff on his cigarette, throws it to the floor and crushes it out with his left foot. Greg the proceeds to pull out another cigarette and light it sending smoke rings in the air as he exhales at the ceiling. " Is it that obvious?", asks Greg. " Haha! Pretty much!... Has he said anything at all yet?", asks Axel. " No, and the stuff I've tried would break the strongest man! But he seems to have some sort of superhuman resistance to it!... That's not the strangest part though!.. I don't know if it's the air in the basement or maybe I am just overtired, but I swear he is healing at a rapid pace!..Does that sound strange to you? Because it does to me, a person just does mot heal that fast!.... I think I am just imagining it!", said Greg. Axel takes a drag from his smoke and an excited look comes over his face. " No, no it doesn't sound at all crazy!.. I think our fearless leader has some secrets that he is keeping, a very interesting one!" , said Axel. " What kind of secret?", asks Greg. " The kind that makes fiction fact!.. And one that could make us really rich!", said Axel. " I see!.. Can you elaborate more!", said Greg with a confused look on his face. " Not right now!.. But you go back in there and do your worst to him!.. I want to know if what you suspect is true, that he is speed healing and let me know!.. I'm going to go back in the mechanical room before Hannah and Grace try to kill one another before I need them.", said Axel. Axel gets up from the metal weapons crate, finishes his cigarette, throws it to the ground and crushes it with his left foot in a circular motion. "Will do!", replies Greg as Axel walks out of the room and into the entrance of the mechanical room. Greg takes huge puff from the remaining cigarette in his mouth and puts it out on the ground, picks up his torture devices that he had on the crate beside him and makes his way towards the entrance to the old laundry room. " Okay old man lets see what secrets you are hiding, you can't keep them inside forever!", said Greg.
" We are the champions.....", the words of the classic Queen song come bellowing out of the mouth of Hannah so perfectly you would assume that she was a professional singer. Grace leans back against the concrete wall, her eyes closed as she tries to sleep a bit, but the sound of Hannah singing out loud keeps her from getting the rest she is searching for. Grace picks up a small concrete pebble and hurls it at Hannah, hitting her in the small of the back. Hannah, surprised by the sudden impact of the concrete pebble on her back turns suddenly, her gun pointed ready to fire as if she were a professional sharpshooter. " What the fuck was that for?", asks Hannah. "Easy there Wyatt Earp, don't shoot me!", replies Grace. " Then don't throw shit at me!", said Hannah. "I didn't throw shit at you, I threw a concrete pebble!.. But if you wanted me to throw shit at you, give me a few hours and I will have some ready to throw!.... Look, all I wanted was to try and get some sleep for at least a couple of hours, but your singing is keeping awake!" , said Grace. " You got something against my singing I think, you didn't before!!", said Hannah. Grace raises her hands in the air and says, " I am going to stand up, I'm not going to do anything but stand, so don't shoot me!" " I won't shoot you!", said Hannah. Grace slowly stands, her hands still in the air and said," Good!.. I just wanted to tell you before I stood up, your a little jumpy with that gun." Hannah lowers her Glock 18 to her side and said,"I'm sorry, I'm just a little tired of people trying to hurt me!" " I wasn't trying to hurt you, you've been hurt enough!... And I don't hate your singing, I just need some rest and my way of getting your attention wasn't the best... sorry!", said Grace. A confused look comes over the face of Hannah and she scans Grace up and down in an uncomfortable silence that lasted about 5 min. Hannah raises the gun again and breaks the silence as she said," What are you up to?.. Not to long ago you were insulting me and we were fighting and now you are acting like my best friend again!" "I am sorry for that!.. It's just that I just can't stand you being used by a dirtbag like Axel!... I thought you knew better, he's no better then the guy who assaulted you!.. He's just emotionally manipulating you.", said Grace. Hannah points the gun at Grace's head, with a look of fear in her eyes, not fear of Grace but the fear that Grace is right about Axel. " Don't talk about him like that!.. You don't know him!", said Hannah. " Okay, I won't!.. Tell me more about him!..Just, please lower that gun away from my head please!", asks Grace. Hannah lowers the Glock 18 back down to her side and she said," He was the one client I had that was there for me after I was assaulted, even sending me new clients to help me out when I decided to keep doing my job!"" Okay, that sounds more like he is your pimp then your friend!.. It's almost like he doing this to get something from it!... And don't shoot me for saying this, but the Axel the whole town knows and that I've seen here and talked to is only about using someone till they serve his purpose and then he throws them away!", said Grace. " You're wrong about him!.. He would never do that!",said Hannah. " Maybe... But tell me, if he is such a great guy why is he having the Group Leader tortured, a person who was so super nice to you and didn't treat you like everyone else!", said Grace. " I don't know, maybe the Group Leader is not that nice of a person!.. I mean nobody really knows anything about him, except maybe Preston.", said Hannah. " That should be the biggest clue, if Preston trusts someone then you know they are decent and Preston is the most decent guy I know and he actually helped you out!.. Think about it!.. You're a smart girl!", said Grace. Hannah stands in silence as she thinks about what Grace just said. " You might be right!", said Hannah. " Of course I am, you are not a bad person!.. You are better then Axel and Greg and Emil and that scumbag who hurt you!.. You aren't them, you have a good heart and a kind soul!.. Don't let Axel turn you into something you are not to serve his own selfish needs!", said Grace. " You re too kind!.. Why would you think that?", asks Hannah. " I know that because I could tell when I talked to you earlier, by the songs you sing and the fact that you had the chance to shoot me and never did even when you fired at me 18 times and missed!.. Which I think you did on purpose, because you don't want to hurt me or anyone else!..Now please give me the gun and lets go help the Group Leader!",said Grace. Hannah starts to hand her Glock 18 to Grace's outstretched hand and she suddenly pulls it back and points it back at Grace's head. " Don't try and manipulate me or tell me who I am!.. You go sit back down, because this time I won't miss!!", exclaims Hannah. " Okay!.. I will, just don't shoot! I'm sorry if I upset you!", said Grace as she slowly backs away and sits back down against the concrete wall. Axel walks in just as Grace sits back down, Hannah's right hand outstretched with the gun in it. He walks up to Hannah and said," Everything alright here?" Hannah lowers her gun and says," It is, just a minor disagreement!" "Good, we still need her!.. Here I thought she was trying to get in your head!", said Axel. " No, she could try but that would never happen!.. I'm loyal to you!", said Hannah. Axel slaps Hannah on the butt and says, " That's what I like to hear!.. Go check on how Greg is doing with the Group Leader, maybe you can help get him talking!.. I'll watch her!" " You got it!", said Hannah. Hannah walks out of the mechanical room and Axel looks at Grace, points his gamma assault rifle at her and says," I am going to have to watch you more carefully, you almost had her convinced!.. But, you won't she trusts me too much that stupid whore!"
The box cutter's blade slowly slices the skin on the Group Leaders left calf, the cut not too long but big enough for Greg to stick a quarter inch nail in 3mm in the cut. Greg then takes the blowtorch, lights it and cauterizes the wound closed, making the skin on the Group Leader's left calf look like a cooked Thanksgiving turkey. The Group Leader screams out in pain the whole while this act of torture is happening. Greg looks up at the Group Leader as he finishes sealing the nail in his calf, the Group Leader grinds his teeth and lets out a growl like a bear to mask his pain. " Still not going to talk hey?..Well, we will see if that opinion changes after I put these last 15 nails in your body and then the fun really begins!", said Greg. " Do your worst you sadistic asshole!.. I am not saying shit about something I know noting about!", responds the Group Leader. One by one the Greg repeats the action of cutting the Group Leader's body from the calf's to the arms, the tops of the feet, chest, abdomen, the quadriceps and the groin. As Greg finishes sealing the last nail in the right groin he looks at the Group Leader again who just breathes deeply to fight the pain. " Still nothing hey?... Hmmmm!.. I think you could stand to use a few more nails in you, there were more in the toolbox. You are missing some in each shoulder and in the small of your back.", said Greg. " You know you missed out on a career in acupuncture!.. This actually tickles, so go ahead get your nails, do your thing, but if this didn't work what makes you think that putting more in will!", said the Group Leader. " You won't think this is so funny when I finish prick!", said Greg. " Well quit chatting, because the only thing worse then your torture techniques is your feeble attempt to intimidate me!", said the Group Leader with a laugh. Greg frustrated by the Group Leaders mocking laughter reaches back with his large left fist and hits the Group Leader across the face so hard that the hook the Group Leader is suspended on swings so high it almost knocks the Group Leader off of it. Greg walks towards the large red toolbox placed by the doorway to the corridor at the far end of the laundry room to get more nails, the Group Leader swings back and forth like a pendulum at a steady pace when all of a sudden it stops. The Group Leader lifts his slumped head up to see the bright, friendly smile of the apparition of Samantha, her brownish, blonde hair shines like the sun, her petite right hand sits not he middle of the bare chest of the Group Leader. " Thank you!.. I was beginning to get motion sickness!", says the Group Leader. " Of course my Marathon Man!.. I couldn't let you be like that!.. Do you want me to try and pull those nails out?", said Samantha. " No, you better not!.. Greg will wonder how I got them out, we can't risk that and besides he will just do it all over again!", said the Group Leader. " You are right!.. I can't bear to see him do that all over again!", said Samantha's ghost. " Were you watching the whole thing?", asks the Group Leader. " Yes and it took everything in me not to make my presence known to that sadistic prick and give him a taste of his own medicine!", said Samantha. " As much as I would love to see you do that my sweet!.. I need Greg still!..I still need you to go and search for him!, said the Group Leader. " But I don't want to leave you!.. I want to stay here and be with you for strength and support, just like you were for me once upon a time!", said Samantha. " I know you do! But the best thing you can do for me is search this hotel from top to bottom and find him. Also I don't want you to watch anymore what Greg is going to do to me!", said the Group Leader. Greg walks back from the far side of the room another 15 quarter inch nails in his left hand. " Are you going to tell me what I need to hear or should I continue?", said Greg. " Okay, I'll tell you!", said the Group Leader. " Great!..Go ahead!", said Greg. " The truth is!.... You have really bad breath man, if I wanted to smoke I would have taken it up years ago and your body odour smells like a rotting fish!... There I said it! I just couldn't bare it no more!.Phewww, that felt good to get off my chest!", said the Group Leader. " Smart ass hey?.. Well you won't be such a smart ass when I am done!", said Greg. Greg proceeds to take the utility knife and cut a small incision in the small of the Group Leaders back and places the nail in it just like the others, as he slowly pushes the sharp tip of the nail in the cut the Group Leader lets out a blood curdling scream. The blood from the inflicted wound flows down the back of the left leg of the Group Leader and onto the floor. The Group Leader writhes in pain as Greg slowly pushes the nail in. The sound of the blowtorch igniting prepares the Group Leader for the inevitable pain to come. The blue flame of the blowtorch touches the skin of the wound and the searing pain shoots through the body of the Group Leader who screams even louder. Samantha, ignoring the Group Leaders request watches on in horror and ghostly tears flow down her face and turns her head and covers her ears as Greg continues to his sadistic torture technique until all the nails he had are strategically placed in the body of the Group Leader. With the nails placed circularly on the calfs, feet, quads and hamstrings, the groin, the shoulders, biceps, forearms, on in each pectoral muscle, a couple in the abdomen, one in each oblique and a two in the small of the back, Greg grins on in approval of his handiwork. " Not so talkative now, hey?", asks Greg. Tears of pain flow down the face of the Group Leader, who struggles to get the words out through the pain he feels. " C.ccc...Come a.a.a..a little closer.", the Group Leader said. " Oh look you finally are going to tell me what I need to hear and not some joke... What is it?", said Greg as he leans in closer to hear. The Group Leader musters all the strength in his body and spits out a mixture of blood and saliva into the face of Greg. Greg takes his left hand and wipes the blood from his eyes and wipes his hand on his pant leg. " Still got some fight in you I see, well lets see how much more you have!", said Greg. " Please, no more my love!.. I can't bear to see you go through this anymore!", said the Ghost of Samantha. The Group Leader looks at Samantha, smiles and mouths the words," I love you!.. Go!" Samantha nods her head in agreement, walks up to the Group Leader and whispers in his right ear," I love you too!" " What are you doing?", asks Hannah as she stands in shock at Greg's handiwork. " What are you doing here?", asks Greg. " Axel asked me to come and see if I could help get him to talk.", said Hannah. " I don't need help, I think he is on the verge of cracking here!.. But on the chance that he doesn't, I'll let you try and see what you can do!", said Greg. " Okay!", said Hannah. Greg touches the nails in the small of the Group Leaders back and says," You see people have been known to be crippled by this technique if done inproperly, by the motion of the nail when pressed, the nail being in too far or too close to the spine... It's a fine art that and one only needs to apply a small amount of pressure to achieve just the right amount of pain!", said Greg sadistically. Greg lightly touches both nails in the small of the Group Leader's back, a shooting pain flows through the entire body of the Group Leader making him writhe even harder then before. Hannah covers her eyes as Samantha watches the expression on her face. Samantha watches Hannah closely as Greg touches and lightly holds each nail in the body of the Group Leader. Seeing all she needs to see, a look of revelation comes over Samantha's face and she disappears to the screams of the Group Leader.
"Oh for fuck sakes!!!!", exclaims Keith. Keith drops the half weaved bed sheet rope onto the floor, he takes his right hand and runs it through his red hair, hangs his head down and covers his face with his classed hands. " What's wrong?.. Did you tear the sheet again?", asks Maria. " No I didn't!", replies Keith. " Then what's wrong?", said Maria. Keith sits silently for 30seconds and responds," It's nothing!.. Kind of stupid actually!" " There is no stupid questions, now tell me!", said Maria. " No there are just stupid people asking them!", Paulina said. " Then for sure I am not saying anything, the last thing I need to look like is stupid!" " Your not stupid, you've thought of the rope idea, you are a brilliant structural engineer! Are quite possibly the smartest person I have ever met, isn't that right Paulina?", said Maria. " Yeah you are!.. It's the others in the world that are stupid!", said Paulina. Maria quits weaving her bed sheet rope and walks up to Keith, places her right hand softly on his left shoulder and says," Come on tell me, what's wrong?" Keith removes his hands from his face and lifts his head up, looks at Maria's bright brown eyes and says,"It's the time it is taking to make this rope!.. I know I said that we need to get it done properly, but I can't help but think that we won't get done in time to help the others, that this will all be for nothing!" Maria bends down, places both of her hands strategically on either cheek of Keith's face and looks into his eyes. " Don't think like that!.. We are going to get this rope done, climb down to the 8th floor and help the others!", said Maria. " But what if you are wrong?", said Keith. " I'm not and you know why?", said Maria. " Why?", responds Keith. " It's because you said so earlier, it's because you made me believe, you made us both believe in this plan!.. Also because you have so much drive in wanting to help the others, that this won't fail!", said Maria. " I really did that?", said Keith. " Yes you did!.. You believed we could and I believe in you and mi papa was the only male I ever believed that much in until I met you!", said Maria. A smile comes over the face of Keith and he said, " Thank you!" " You're welcome!", replies Maria. Maria leans in and softly kisses Keith on the lips for 10 seconds, completely catching him off guard. Maria removes her lips from Keith's, stands up and walks back over to her chair where she resumes working on the bed sheet rope. Keith sits stunned as he tries to figure out what just happened. " What's the matter, has no girl ever kissed you before?.. Or just is this this first time it wasn't one you paid to?", said Paulina. Keith breaks from his trance and says," Hmmm, no it isn't!.. I was just not expecting it, I didn't know you...", said Keith as Maria interrupts him and says," Just don't expect that again too soon!.. Now what do you say we finish this rope?" Keith picks up his section of bed sheet rope and says," Yes lets finish, we need to get down to the basement quick!" Paulina shakes her head as she weaves her bed sheet rope and says," Never underestimate the power of a woman's kiss!"
A devilish,cocky grin comes over the face of Axel as he holds the walkie talkie close to his face. "Next time you want to plan a secret rescue attempt, make sure you don't have your walkie talkies on Keith!... But what do you expect from someone so pathetic and stupid, yes you are stupid!.. Maybe Maria can kiss you again to convince you that you aren't, but then again she did say not to expect it too soon!", said Axel. The voice of Keith comes over the walkie talkie and he said," You dirty, creepy little eavesdropping asshole!", exclaimed Keith. " Now, now I'm not the one who left his walkie talkie on for the whole world to hear what you are up to or at least part of what you are up to!.. But I do think it is cute that you too finally are starting to express your feelings for one another, personally I think she could do better!", said Axel. " What's the matter Axel are you jealous?", said Maria. "Of Keith?..Hell no! Because from what I heard that sounded more like a pity kiss to me, maybe you should try kissing a real man!", said Axel. " Who?.. You!.. I would rather kiss a pig and I mean the four legged type, not you!", exclaimed Maria. " Haha!.. That was really original!.. But I was thinking as you were attempting to insult me, that seeing as how you told me a bit of what you were really up to, that I should tell you my plan!", said Axel. " Oh, please do!.. What is it, to talk us to death with your annoying voice?", said Keith. " Haha!.. Do you two co-ordinate your bad insults?.. No, my plan is this, you are going to finish your rope, come down here, use that same pathetic excuse for a rope to pull up the real one from the basement floor with my help. Then we will start sending up the guns we have in the old laundry bags. But don't think about double crossing us or using one of the weapons because because one of us will be at the top to make sure you don't and if you try anything funny they will shoot you with one of these fantastic gamma rifles. Then you will help us search this place for the not so fabled Pops Brilliant journals , that are hidden here! If you decide in anyway to try and stop us, run away, well then Greg will not just torture the Group Leader, but kill him!.. Comprende?" A 20 second moment of silence fills the sir as Axel holds the walkie talkie waiting for a reply. " Okay, you have a deal!", said Keith. " What are you doing?.. We can't do that!", said Maria. " We have no choice, they are going to hurt the Group Leader and the others... As much as it kills me to do it, we have no choice!", said Keith. " Good choice!.. Don't worry Maria, as soon as you help me I will let you all go!" , said Axel. " I find that hard to believe, but Keith is right we have no choice!... But if you are lying to us and back out on your deal then I will kill you myself pinchazo!", exclaims Maria. "Such a foul mouth on you Maria, I like it, it kind of turns me on!... I give you my word as a businessman that I will let you all go after you have helped me!", said Axel. " You are disgusting!.. As much as I don't trust you, I am willing to go on a little faith!", said Maria. " Good now finish up your little rope and get down here, Preston should have the power up soon and we can get this all started!" A silence again fills the air over the walkie talkie and the voice of Keith says," Roger that!..We will let you know when we are on our way down!" "Okay!", said Axel as a devious grin comes across his face from ear to ear. Grace listening in from a distance yells out," You don't really intend to let any of us go!.. I know you Axel, you have double crossed anyone who does business with you!" " Yes, but they don't know that!", said Axel.
Keith kicks the old wooden chair over and picks up a broken piece of drywall from the floor and hurls it down the 9th floor corridor, letting out an anger filled scream. " THAT DIRTY, MANIPULATIVE, SCUM-SUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!", yells Keith. " Tell us how you really feel Keith!", Paulina said sarcastically. "Paulina, please not now!", said Maria. "Okay, I was just trying to lighten the mood!", said Paulina. " I know, but now is not the time, we just got blackmailed into helping that little piece of shit!", said Maria. " Yes, I know, I was right here when it all happened, and I am not happy about it either!.. Do you really think that I want to help that asshole either?.... Fuck no!... I would rather go down a slide covered in glass completely nude then help that prick!..But this is how I deal with my anger, through sarcasm, I don't want to see him hurt our friends!", said Paulina. " Sorry, I didn't mean to insinuate that you were not taking this seriously!", said Maria. " It's all good!.. So what's the plan Stan, I mean Keith?", Paulina said. Keith places his hands on his lower back, stretches slightly, picks up his chair and says," I guess we help the little motherfucker!.. As much as neither of us want to, we have no choice otherwise Axel and Greg will kill the others!" " How can two people hold so much power over four?.. I just don't get it!", said Maria. " It has to be the guns, I heard stories of the gamma rifles the government supposedly made but never used before the virus hit! They were supposedly quite deadly!", said Keith. " Didn't they destroy them?", said Maria. " That was the rumour, but I guess they didn't!.. And how they ended up here I have no clue!.. But I tell you one thing I am not helping that son of a bitch!", said Keith. " But you told him we were!.. What about the others?", asks Maria. " He won't kill them or us, he needs all of us to help him especially the Group Leader!.. He must know something about the journals otherwise Greg wouldn't be torturing him!", said Keith. "Are you sure?", said Maria. " I'm positive!.. He fucked up when he told us everything, his arrogance is his achilles heal as is his greed!", said Keith. " So, I say again what's the plan?", said Paulina. Keith sits down on the old wooden chair and says," We bide our time, or better yet we get him to give us time by distracting him, while he is distracted and thinking that we are no where near the basement we sneak up on them and help our friends!", said Keith. " And how are we going to do that?", asks Paulina. " Oh, I have the perfect way.... Just watch!", said Keith. Keith takes the walkie talkie, presses the large black button on the side of it and says," Attention Axel!... Are you there?" The voice of Axel immediately comes through the speaker of the walkie talkie responding,"That was quick!.. Are you done your little rope and on your way down?" " No, we are no where near finishing!.. This rope has to be right or it will break and we fall, then where would you be for help?", said Keith. "What is it then?", asks Axel. " I have decided that we are not giving you any help what so ever, unless we get something in return!", said Keith. " You are in no place to negotiate, may I remind you that I hold the lives of your friends in my hands!.. You have my word that I would not kill them and that's all I am willing to give!", said Axel. " Oh come on Axel, do you think I am a complete moron?....Your word does not mean that much at all, if we are going to do this we want just one little thing to show that you are serious about your promise!" A brief moment of silence for about 10 seconds fills the air and tun Axel voice comes back over the walkie talkie saying," Okay, what do you want?.. I am not splitting any of the money with any of you!" " We could care less about the money, no we want to hear one more Pops Brilliant story just incase your over zealous new partner kills the Group Leader while he is torturing him!", said Keith. "Hmmmmmm!......... You may have a point there he does have a hate on for the Group Leader, and he could use a break!.. It's a deal!.. But you better be finishing that rope soon and get down here to help us!", said Axel. " Oh we will, don't you worry, we are just going to get started again and it should take us about 1-2 hours!", said Keith. " Alright, you better not be lying to me!", said Axel. "Why would I lie to you, I already told you that we need to make sure the rope is secure enough to use!", said Keith. " Okay, I trust you!.. Now you get that rope done and I am going to go and get the Group Leader to tell you another story!", said Axel. " Okay!.. Sounds good!", said Keith. Keith releases the button on the walkie talkie to make sure the it was not stuck on and says," There that should bide us some time!" "That was brilliant!!" , said Maria. " No Pops is!.. But I figure we are about 25-30 min from finishing this rope and we can start our way down, so lets get finished time is of the essence!. Axel is not a fool, he will realize we are stalling if we make too many excuses, we just have to hope the Group Leader's story is a long one!" Keith, Maria and Paulina each pick up their section that were working on and continue to work on the bed sheet rope with great urgency.
Loud blood curdling screams echo throughout the basement and get louder as Axel makes his way into the old laundry room. Hannah stands nearby the entrance, her back turned so she will not see the horrific thing seeing done to the Group Leader and earphones in and eyes closed, playing music so loud to try and drown out the noise. Axel stops in front of her, taps her on the shoulder, Hannah startled by this hits Axel across the face with a punch from her tiny right hand. " Well, that was quite unexpected!", said Axel. " Sorry, I just can't stand what is going on and this was the only way that I could tune it out!", said Hannah as she removes the earphones. " I thought you were with us?.. This seems like you don't have the stomach to do what's necessary to achieve our goal!", said Axel. " Oh, I am! You don't have to worry about that!.. It's just that this is too much for me and is taking everything in me not to have one of my episodes again!", said Hannah. " I get it!.. Here I thought you might be playing us, but after what you have been through I should not have sent you in here!", said Axel. " That's okay! I should have came back when I saw this!.. It's that you said to see if I could get the Group Leader to talk and Greg said he didn't need help but told me to stay in case he couldn't!", said Hannah. " Has he said anything at all?", asks Axel. " Other than insults, no!.. He just keeps resisting, and the more he does Greg inflicts more pain and torture!.. I didn't ask again if he needed me to talk to the Group Leader, he is scaring me!". said Hannah. " I will get him to stop!.. besides I think they both need a break before he hurts the Group Leader so bad he can't say anything.... You can go and watch Grace instead.", said Axel. " Thanks!.. I can't take much more of this!", said Hannah. Hannah turns and takes a look at the Group Leader all bloody, bruised and beaten with quarter inch nails sticking out of him and burn marks on his body, she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, re-opens her eyes and some tears slowly start to flow. Hannah quickly turns so Axel will not see and leaves the laundry room in a hurry. Axel saunters up to the beaten and tortured body of the Group Leader suspended a half a foot off the ground by the hook to the conveyor line. The Group Leader's head hanging down in exhaustion, dripping with blood, Greg lifts the head of the Group Leader and strikes it again with great force from his massive left fist. " Okay, my large friend!.. That's enough for now!.. Take a break.", said Axel. " Why?... I almost have him talking!", said Greg. " No, you almost have him beaten to death, he doesn't look like he is talking and from what I heard from Hannah he hasn't said anything but insults towards you!", exclaims Axel." That's bullshit!.. How would she know?.. All she did when she came in here is stand there and put her earphones in after 5 min and turn her back!.. Some help she was!", yells Greg. " Now, now I didn't come here to argue, it was my fault to send her in here to see if she would help, but I was wrong!.. That being said lift his head up so he can see me!", said Axel. Greg grabs the head of the Group Leader, holds it in an upright position, Axel stands in the line of sight of the Group Leader's partially swollen eye's." Still don't want to talk I hear and see!.. I am going to give you a break from all of this and let you talk about something you seem to like to talk about and what the others seem to want to hear..... Another Pops Brilliant story!", said Axel. A look of shock comes over the faces of the Group Leader and Greg simultaneously at what Axel just said. " What's your game Axel?.. Do you think I might say something that you can use by me telling another story?", asks the Group Leader. " Yeah, why do that?.. I'm the one that is supposed to do the torturing not him!.. You know how much I hate these stories!", exclaims Greg. " No, I am not up to anything at all!.. It was a deal I made with your friends on the 9th floor to get them to help me!.. That and I promised that we would not kill you or the others, and I am a man of my word!......For the most part!.. So, what do you say? How about another story, it has to be a better alternative to whatever Greg had planned for you?", said Axel. The Group Leader looks at Axel with his limited vision and out of the corner of his eye he see's the apparition of Samantha standing behind Axel who smiles and nods her head in agreement. " You've got it!.. I could use a break from his bad torture and bad body odour, not to mention his breath isn't that great either!", said the Group Leader. " Why, you!!!!", said Greg. " Now, now! You two are worse then a couple of children!", said Axel. " Can I talk to you for a second?", asks Greg. "Of course!", said Axel. Greg walks up to Axel and says," What are you doing?" " What do mean?", asks Axel. "What are you doing?.. You know this is just a stalling tactic don't you?", said Greg. " It may well be!.. But I have confidence that we can handle whatever little plan they have upstairs, besides what can a little wimp and two women do to us?... They won't risk getting the Group Leader or the others killed, so we are good! And this will give us time to see if he can heal fast and confirm my suspicions!", said Axel. " I hope you are right!", said Greg. " I know I am!.... Now you've had a nice little break there fearless one, how about that Pops Brilliant story?", said Axel. " Okay, I will!", said the Group Leader.
Twists and turns, Keith, Maria and Paulina weave the last couple of feet of bed sheets in a make shift rope. " Almost done!... So when do you think we are going to be graced with that story Axel said he was going to et the Group Leader tell?", said Paulina. Keith opens his mouth about to answer the question posed to him by Paulina when some static comes over the walkie talkie that is immediately followed by the voice of Axel. " Hey Keith!.. I hope you are listening, I don't want to disturb you and take you away from finishing that rope you are making, but I am about to fulfill my part of the deal!... Here, talk!", said Axel. The voice of the Group Leader comes over the walkie talkie almost immediately all stressed,tired and laboured from the torture he has been receiving. " N,n,n,n,no where did I leave off?.. Does anyone remember?", said the Group Leader. " Agent Greene showed up at the Brilliant household and was about to talk to Pops, Rick, Peter,Ray, Quinn and Karen.. He said he had something important to tell them, a job for all of them!", said Keith. " Oh yes!.. Now I remember!.. Good memory Keith!.. Yes, Agent Greene has the Brilliants and the Tayomolovich's gathered in the sitting room!", said the Group Leader.
Light from the small crystal chandelier completely takes over the sitting room, dimly lighting it, as the sun has gone down outside completely turning the day into night. With only a limited amount of light in the sitting room Rick turns on a blue ceramic lamp with a white shade on it, that sits on a small, round mahogany end table by his beige arm chair to add more light to the room! " Thanks Rick!", said Agent Greene. The two families sit in silence as Agent Greene stands, his back to them staring at the ground in front of the fireplace. Above the fireplace hangs his diploma for his masters and doctorate in genetics. On the mantle of the the fireplace sits the wedding picture of Rick and Karen, Rick looking dashing with his thick brown hair slicked back and sporting a stylish tuxedo that would make James Bond envious. Karen, her long raven hair all wavy and wearing a wedding dress that made her look like a Hollywood starlet. The look in their eyes, in the wedding photo was one of pure and unmistakable love for each other. Next to the wedding photo is one of Karen pregnant, and then a baby picture of Pops holding a piece of toast in his left hand, his right hand has the middle finger raised as he is flipping off his father for taking the picture. At the end of the mantle is a picture of Rick, Karen and Pops together in a rare family photo, Agent Greene bends in closer to notice a look of pain and discomfort on the face of Rick. Agent Greene pulls the family photo off the mantle and takes a closer look of it. The Brilliants and the Tayomolovich's sit in silent curiosity waiting to hear what Agent Greene has to tell them and why he is staring so intently at the family photos. A loud,long and wet sounding fart breaks the silence that comes from the ass of Pops. Ray sitting right beside him waves his hands in front of his face to waft the smell away from him, the others in the room quickly follow suit. " Oh my god dude!.. Did something crawl up your ass and die?", said Ray. "Good lord son!.. Couldn't you hold that in?", exclaims Rick. A big devilish grin comes over the face of Pops followed by a laugh as he says,"Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!" Peter starts choking from the smell of the nasty fart that Pops just released into the room as if it was a chemical weapon. "What the hell do you feed that kid?", said Peter. " Look asshole it was nothing more then some peanut butter toast on pumpernickel bread, some chill and taco's!!... And I had to do something to break the silence it was killing me!.. So Hoss what do you have to say or do I have to drop another bomb, because I feel one coming on!", said Pops. Peter jumps off the brown leather couch exclaiming," You are one nasty little bastard!.. And how dare you call me an asshole!.. I tell you what, you try that again and I will give you a swat on the ass to teach you some respect!" Pops gets up off the couch, walks over to Peter, the two of them stare at one another and in an instant Pops punches Peter straight in the dick, crumpling the large man straight to the ground. " Just try it uncle asshole and your so called big friend won't be standing up that often, because you just got toasted!",said Pops. " Pops!!!.. Get over here right now!.. But first apologize to your uncle and to everyone else in the room!", exclaims Rick. Pops looks around the room at the others staring on in semi-shock, at Peter lying on the hardwood floor holding his crotch and he says,"I'm sorry Uncle Peter for insulting you and hitting you and I am sorry everyone for being so rude!" Peter stands up slowly still struggling with the pain in his crotch and replies," It's okay!.. I never should have threatened to discipline you, that's your parents job!" Agent Greene looks on in shock at the sight of something he has rarely seen, Pops apologizing, Peter pats Pops on the back and says," You have one hell of a punch though kiddo!.. And a knack for not taking shit from anyone, don't lose that!", said Peter. A big smile comes over the face of Pops as he says in his low, raspy baritone voice," Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh!" " If we are done with tonights entertainment, can you tell us what you wanted Agent Greene, the kids need to get to bed soon!", said Rick Brilliant. Agent Greene still holding the family picture in his hand looks at it again and at the look on the face of Rick in it and says," This is one interesting family picture, but can you tell me what exactly is with the look on your face Dr. Brilliant?" , said Agent Greene. " Oh that!.. You see Pops wanted to keep his toast in his hand while we took the picture, but I said no and took it away from him!.. Long story short he punched me in the crotch as well..... It took us half an hour to take it and 15 tries and that was the best we could get where my face wasn't showing so much pain in it's expression... What does our family photo have to do with why you are here!", said Rick. "Yeah you said you had something to tell us all!", said Peter. " Do you remember project doppelgänger Dr. Brilliant?.... Well it seems that project was stolen by the Soviets and is in operation!", said Agent Greene. "I don't understand what is operation doppelgänger?.. My husband is just a genetic scientist looking for possible cures to diseases!", said Karen. "That's where you are wrong Mrs. Brilliant, your husband used to work for us on genetic enhancements on people already walking around and in conception!.. When he met you and wanted to start a family and do work on curing diseases he left us and we kept in touch always, but not before he created a genetic prototype which was essentially stolen and used, now in operation somewhere in the world!", said Agent Greene. " What do you mean by that?", said Karen. "The best way to say that is that dad created a person with attributes unlike other people!", said Pops. A shocked look comes over the face of Karen who turns and looks at Rick and says," You lied to me!.. You told me you never created more then two!" " What?.. What do you mean?... Who or what else did you make messing with genetics?", said Pops. " You of course son, then I helped out Quinn and Peter. But the third was never meant to be used!.. It was too unstable of a genetic mixture with the possibility of it being born evil and remorseless!.. You my son are the improvement and so was Raymond!", said Rick. "So, you are saying that Ray is like my brother and that I have another brother or sister out there!", said Pops. " Ray is still your cousin, the DNA come's from both of his parents with a little altering... But your brother, yes you have a brother Pops is named Harold and he is your twin brother!.. Genetically identical in everyway with the exception that he is exactly as your father said evil and we only just found out about him recently when photos of him surfaced posing as you Pops helping bring down a foreign government!", said Agent Greene. " That fucking asshole!!... Nobody impersonates me or takes my thunder!!.. He's worse then Steve Allen and his hack Tonight Show!.. So do you want us to help you find him?", said Pops. " Not exactly!.. The PM and Mr. Pervus want your father to create another version to help find him!", said Agent Greene. " Then what does your agency want with us!", said Peter. " Your son is going to be trained as an agent as well and will joining Pops in the service!.. But it is essential that you come in Dr. Brilliant as time is of the essence and the genetic cloning machine is already for you so we can stop this before it escalates and more damage is done!", said Agent Greene. " Fuck that!.. Two wrongs don't make a right, we don't need a another genetic creation, you already have the perfect ones right here!.. Me and Ray Tay, we will catch that fucker and take him down!", said Pops. " I don't think so Pops, the PM gave strict orders and...",said Agent Greene. Agent Greene is interrupted by Pops saying," I will talk with him lets get going to Toronto and I will talk with Pervert and the PM!",exclaims Pops. " I know better then to argue with you, lets go then!", said Agent Greene "Yeaaaaahhhhh!!!.. You're gong to like being an agent Raymond, lots of cool shit!",said Pops. " As long as this gets me girls I am happy!", said Ray. Rick looks at Agent Greene with concern and then turns to see a look of contempt from the dam green eyes of his beautiful wife Karen.
A doorman for the Bessborough Hotel, a medium built man in his late 40's with salt and pepper hair wearing a green and gold pants and matching long coat with tails and gold buttons down the middle opens the car door to the long black cadillac and the Brilliants and the Tayomolovich's get out of the car followed by Agent Greene in front of the Bessborough hotel in Saskatoon. " Wait, wait, wait!... You're telling me that they were here?.. I though they were on their way to Toronto to meet with Pervus and the PM?... Did they have an office here or wait did they have one of those trains underground here?" ,said Keith. " Keith, I think you should be working to get your sorry asses down here!.. I gave you the story now full fill your part of the bargain, work more, talk less!", exclaims Axel. " Okay!... I was just wondering what they were doing here?", said Keith. " Yes they were here Keith and the answer to the rest of your question is well you're going to have to wait and see!", said the Group Leader. Back in 1955 the two families have just exited the cadillac and are standing looking up at the wonder of the castle like hotel. " This is some place, I have always wanted to see the inside of it!", exclaims Peter. " Karen and I did a couple of years ago it is really quite nice!", said Rick. " Do you have any bags that need carried sir?", asks the doorman. "Yes, they are in the trunk!.. have the bellboy unload them and take them to elevator C!", says Agent Greene as he winks his left eye. The doorman nods his head in agreement and waves for the bellboy to come over. A young lad who looks like he is only 16, with jet black hair, average build and pimples on his face comes over with his gold luggage rack. The doorman whispers something to the bellboy in his right ear and the bellboy nods then immediately proceeds to unload the luggage on to the luggage rack. " Haha!.. Look at the pizza face!.. Hopefully those meatballs of zits on his face don't explode all over our luggage!", said Pops. Rick lightly slaps Pops on the back of the head and says, " Respect!.. That boy has a job to do and doesn't deserve to be insulted!" Pops looks at his father with an icy stare and then proceeds to kick him in the shin. Rick grabs his shin as the incredible pain from the massive kick he received throbs throughout his entire right leg." What was that for?.. I thought we turned a page?", said Rick. " That was before I found out you lied to me!... Come on Raymond lets go inside!", said Pops. " Don't worry he will come around!", said Agent Greene. Rick watches as Pops and Ray walk into the hotel followed by Quinn and Peter, as Karen walks by Rick and Agent Greene she gives Rick another icy stare. " I would be more worried about her though, she looks even more pissed at you!", said Agent Greene. Rick lets out a sigh and says," You aren't kidding my friend!" Rick and Agent Greene walk towards the large oak doors with a large 3 foot pane of glass in the centre of each of them. The doorman holds open the right hand door, smile and nods his head as the two men enter.
Pops and Ray stand in the middle of the opulent main lobby, on the tan marble floor with the north star right in the centre, they look up at the two staircases to either side of them with people coming up and down it from guests to hotel staff. " This is some thing Raymond, you know one day I am going to own this place!", said Pops. " That would be something Pops!", said Ray. Well dressed men and women walk by them as they look around. A well dressed wide man wearing a three piece black suit and a grey trilby with a black band on it bumps into Pops and says very rudely and arrogantly," Why don't people keep there offspring close by instead of letting roam free like cattle!... Really!" " Look asshole, who are you calling cattle?.. The only one who should be called a cow is you seeing as you are as big as one!..And smell like it too!", exclaims Pops. Ray just stands there and starts to laugh uncontrollably at the words coming out of his cousins mouth. " Really!.. You are quite the rude insolent little shit!.. Your parents need to discipline you better!..The both of you!", said the large well dressed man. " Pops!.. Let it go!.. Just apologize to the man!", said Rick. " Yes, Pops! Listen to your I can assume is your father or did you just crawl out of the ground like some little demon spawn?.. And what kind of name is Pops?.. Really you common folks, there ought to be laws about letting you in places like this!", said the large well dressed man. " Pops!!!!.. Don't do it!!.. Sir we are sorry!.. But could you just say your sorry to our son because we can't promise he won't do something to retaliate!", said Rick. " Why should I apologize to a rude little brat such as your demon offspring and his sidekick?... What is a child going to do to me?.. No sir I will do no such a thing!!!.. He was standing in my way!", said the large well dressed man. The large well dressed man and Rick are standing nose to nose looking each other in the eye as people in the lobby have stopped what they are doing and are watching the argument going on. Agent Greene comes in all intimidating in with his large build, dark grey suit and with his deep baritone voice says," Now gentlemen surely we can settle this calmly without anymore of a need to argue and cause a scene?... Sir my friend apologized, surely you can extend him the same courtesy and do the same to him and his family?", said Agent Greene. " I said to your friend and I am saying to you too sir, I don't care to apologize to a bratty child or his common father, his family or his friend and don't try to intimidate me sir, you do not know who I am?.. I am one of the richest men in this city, my name is...",said the large man who before he can introduce himself is hit in the side of the head with a raw egg. The egg explodes all over the left side of the large well dressed mans face, egg yoke dripping down onto his expensive three piece suit. The large well dressed man pulls out a white handkerchief out of his front breast pocket on his suit jacket and wipes the egg yoke off his face, turns and see's Ray holding another egg in his right hand. " Why you little monsters, how dare you!!!!", exclaims the large well dressed man. " Who are you calling monsters?", exclaims Ray. Ray takes and hurls the other egg and hits the large well dressed man in the square in the face exploding all over, dripping down off of it as if he were a porn star having just taken a money shot on his face. " Bullseye!!!... Your turn Pops, go do your thing!", said Ray. Pops quickly walks up to the large well dressed man as he is stunned by the egg yoke in his eyes and punches him square in the dick, dropping the large well dressed man like a stone! As the large well dressed man lies on the floor in pain from the crotch shot Pops leans his ass over the face of the man and lets out a fart so loud it echoes throughout the lobby causing everyone who was not watching the events going on to stop. That was not the worst of it, the smell of the fart was so bad that people in the lobby started to gag from the smell. Agent Greene quickly moves the two families out of the lobby and towards the hotel restaurant, as people run for the doors from the nasty smell that had come out of Pop's ass! In the distance people's voices can be heard coughing and some screams could be heard as well, but one loud male voice can be heard saying," What the hell do they feed that kid?.. It smells like onions and vomit!" The Brilliants and the Tayomolovich's along with Agent Greene run through the hotel restaurant, into the kitchen, totally oblivious to the kitchen staff and stop at a second large walk-in fridge. Agent Greene presses his large thumb on the lever of the door, a panel opens up to the right with a 10 digit keypad, Agent Greene punches in a 4 digit code and the cooler door opens to reveal a lavish gold plated elevator car with plush red carpeting and oak moulding. " Damn!... You CBC guys sure have some cool shit and know how to ride in style!", exclaims Peter. " If you will please everyone we have a long trip and time is of the essence if Pops wanted to talk to the PM and Mr. Pervus!" The seven people get in the elevator car and before the doors close Rick says to Pops," Why did you do that?" " Well, someone had to do something, and I was tired of waiting for you all to!" The elevator doors close and a loud woosh is heard and the room goes back to normal.
The doors to the elevator open wide to reveal a train platform like the kind you would see in a modern day subway terminal, a futuristic looking train all covered in white plastic like material with gold trim. " Holy shit balls!!!.. This is some fucking sight!!!!", said Ray. " How many time do I have to tell you to watch your fucking mouth boy!..... But you are right this is some fucking sight!... Hey Quinn what do you think it would be like to do it on that train, it's not on our list of places we have, but it would be one that would be great to check off!" , said Peter as he slaps his wives firm buttocks. " Easy there Don Quan!... There will be no fucking one this train!!!.. We all have to ride on this thing and the last thing I need burnt into my young mind is the sight of my uncles naked ass giving it to my hot aunt!", said Pops. Ray starts to laugh uncontrollably at the thought of what Pops had just said. " What's so funny boy?", asks Peter. " Nothing, just that I've already seen it and the image is burnt into my head!..... Dad there is just one question I have?", asks Ray. "What's that boy?", replies Peter. "Well, with all the times I've heard mom calling out to god, you'd think he could make it last a little longer then 7 min!!!.. Or are you just nervous that he is watching you?", said Ray. Quinn and Peter's face turns a shade of red so dark it could rival a ripened tomato, as everyone else stares at them with a respectful silence. " Kids!!!... They say the strangest things!... It lasts a lot longer then 7 min, really!!!!", exclaims Peter as his voice hits a high pitched tone. "That was information I didn't need to hear!!... Can we discuss Uncle Peter's performance issues another time and get on the train, if need be I will invent something to help his dick last longer!", said Pops. " Yes, Pops is right we better get on the train and get going!", said Agent Greene. The two families and Agent Greene make their way towards the open door of the subway like, futuristic train car doors. " Wait, our luggage is not here!", said Karen. " It's all on the train already!", said Agent Greene. " " Okay, that's impressive!... I like the service that you guys get!", said Karen. Ray stops as he is about to enter the train, looks around and says," I'll say it again this is really some set up!!!" Pops slaps him on the ass and says," You ain't seen nothing yet Ray Tay!!!!.. Come on!" A look of curiosity comes over the face of Raymond as he follows Pops onto the train and says as the door closes, "Wait, what do you mean by that?"
The low humming sound of the train starting up lightly vibrates like a massage chair as the passengers sit back comfortably in their soft light blur velvet passenger chairs. Quinn's eyes close and an all too familiar look comes over her face that Peter notices with jealousy. " Are you close to reaching the mountain peak?", said Peter. Quinn opens her eyes, her face showing beads of sweat and says," Ummm!!!!" " You are aren't you!!!... Don't lie, I know that look!", said Peter. A look of utter satisfaction comes over the face of Quinn as her eyes close again as the trains humming picks up as it it starts to hover above the v-shaped track. The humming gains more momentum as the train to build up it's power cells. " Oh my god!!!.. Yes!! Yes!!!... Don't stop!!.. My god that feels fantastic!!!", screams out Quinn as the trains vibration gets her close to the verge of climax. Everyone on the train looks on with many different facial expression that range from shocked, humorous to jealousy and indifference as Quinn's orgasm gets louder and happens more frequently, coming one after the other in rapid succession. Within the blink of an eye the train shoots forward hovering above the v-shaped track deep underground like spaceship in a science fiction movie jumping into light speed, as this happens Quinn slumps down into her chair, a look of complete satisfaction comes over her face. " Does anyone have a cigarette?.. I really could use one right about now!", said Quinn. With a red face mixed with the emotions of embarrassment and jealousy Peter looks on at his wife's obvious sexual satisfaction from the multiple orgasms that she just experienced. " That was...well, that was something Quinn!", said Karen. " It was fucking fantastic!... I think I need one of these trains!", said Quinn. Ray starts to laugh uncontrollably and says," Hey dad I guess the train just did something you couldn't do!!!..... Completely satisfy mom, and give her multiple orgasms, think you have been replaced!" Peter's face goes red with anger as he glares at Ray for his embarrassing comment about his manhood. " Why you little!!!!....", said Peter before he is interrupted by the touch of Quinn's soft petite hand caressing his strong large right hand. " Don't worry baby!.. You will always be the king!!.. This train has nothing on you lover!", said Quinn. Pops rolls his eyes, turns his chair towards the window of the train not seeing anything but a blur but is better then the awkward moment he just was apart of and says," Oh for fuck sakes!" The voice of his father Rick startles Pops a bit as he says," Can we talk son?.. I feel I need to explain myself!" Pops totally ignores his fathers request and Rick says again," Son!... Did you hear me?" " Yes, I heard you and I have nothing to say to you right right now!... Now if you don't mind we will be in Toronto in 30min and I need a nap!" " Okay, but son I really think we should talk!", said Rick. "Look asshole, I said I am tired and need some sleep!.. If you really want to do me a favour you will leave me the fuck alone right now and let me get some sleep!", said Pops. " Okay, I understand!... We will chat later over some toast!", said Rick. " Don't try and bribe me by offering me toast fucker!!!", said Pops in anger. Rick sits in silence at the utter contempt his son now has even more for him, he turns to Karen, touches her hand and says, " Can you help me talk to him, we just had a break through and now he is mad at me even more then before!" Karen rips her hand away from Ricks and replies," Leave me alone, I'm just as mad at you as Pops, you lied to us both!... Just give us time to calm down!" Karen gets up from her chair and moves to one at the back of the train car. " Looks like you will have a cold bedroom!", said Peter with a sarcastic tone to his voice. " Yeah, well at least I didn't get replaced by a train!", replies Rick. The entire train goes silent, no one saying a thing and Ray whispers to Pops," You were right, I have now seen it all!"
"Whoa!..Whoa!... Whoa!!!!!... This is all a bunch of bullshit!", exclaims Greg. " What do mean?", asks the Group Leader. " Yeah what do you mean Greg!", asks Keith's voice. " Rick Brilliant was a famous geneticist?.. I never hear of him, there is no records of him in the archives!... And he invented cloning?.. Plus they had a cloning machine and Pops seems to have a brother!!!!!.. Come on this sounds like the plot to a really bad movie!", yells Greg. " " Calm down there big guy, I am sure the Group Leader added this all in for dramatic effect, right?", asks Axel. The Group Leader shakes his head from side to side and replies,"Nope, it is all true!.. There is a reason you won't find Rick in any of the archives and that is because the CBC removed his name from them and for another reason which I will tell much later on because I don't want to ruin the stories for anyone!.. Lastly Pop's brother was pre-gentically created and a genus with the right tech which the CBC had would be able to successfully create such things!.. Does that answer your question Greg?.. Or do you need me to draw it out for you so you can?", said the Group Leader. " Why you smart mouthed old man, when I get my hands back on you you!", said Greg. "You'll what?..It sounds like you like me that much that you just want to touch me!", said the Group Leader. Greg goes to make a move to hit the Group Leader when Axel places his hands on Greg's large, wide chest stopping him and says,"Now, now!.. You started it by asking and he gave you an answer which you may not have liked but non the less he answered and we need him right now!", said Axel. Greg looks down at Axel and then at the Group Leader, then he turns around and leans back against the old industrial, rusted out laundry machine." Umm Axel, can we get back to the story, you gave me crap for interrupting before so that we could finish the rope, now I would expect the same courtesy!", said Keith. " You're right!... Greg no more outburst's!.. Oh fearless one, back to your story please!", said Axel. " Alright, now the last we left off the train was on it's way to Toronto....", said the Group Leader.
The train starts to slow down, the blurring sight outside the train windows starts to become more concrete shapes. Outside the window, the sight of a concrete tunnel wall turns into a subway platform, but more futuristic and with no other passengers around, except a medium built handsome man in his late 20's with sandy blonde hair wearing a grey suit and white shirt with a dark blue tie. The train slowly comes to a complete stop and hovers for one minute exactly above the v-shaped track, powers down and slowly comes down onto it's mounts on the v-shaped track. The doors to the train open with everyone except Pops rushing out the train door quickly, as they step out onto the platform gasps for air fill the silence of the secret train station. Pops slowly comes out of the train car biting into a slice of rye toast with peanut butter on it. The man standing on the platform walks up to Agent Greene, shakes his hand and says," Agent Greene, I'm Agent Becker, the PM can't be here but Mr.Pervus is upstairs waiting and wants you to hurry along quickly!.. It seems the situation has escalated and he needs to talk to you all!" "Nice to meet you Agent Becker!...Alright we better get moving everyone!", says Agent Greene in his low baritone voice. Pops looks around at everyone as he finishes his toast, trying to catch their breath back and he says in his deep partially raspy voice reminiscent of Randy Macho Man Savage," What?.... Like you never farted before?" Ray catches his breath back and walks up to Pops, puts his arm around his shoulders and says," I'm going to be as polite as I can be and honestly say, dude you need to get that checked out because man you are nasty!! Otherwise we should weaponize it and use it in only extreme emergencies!" Pops starts to laugh uncontrollably and slaps Ray on the back and said," Oh Raymond, that's brilliant!!! You are just too funny!!! Yeah!!!!.... Shall we get going up to see good old Pervert?" Pops starts to walk towards the elevator as Ray says," I wasn't kidding!" Ray follows Pops to the elevator followed by Quinn, Karen and Agent Greene, Peter turns to Rick and says," We're going to see a pervert?.. Thought we were going to see someone called Pervus?" "That's what Pops calls Mr.Pervus!", said Rick. "He let's him call him that?", said Peter. Rick shrugs his shoulders with a half smile on his face and says," What can I say?.... Pops is persuasive, personally I just think they don't want to argue with him!" Pop points his index finger to the watch on his left hand and yells out," Hey fuckers!.. Enough chit, chat!... Lets get going the elevator is waiting for you!" " He must be really persuasive if he can also talk to you like that!", said Peter. " Hey, you are letting him too!", said Rick. " Yeah, I just don't want to given another cock shot again!", said Peter. "We better get moving into that elevator or he will give us both cock shots!", said Rick. Everyone is gathered in the elevator car waiting as Peter and Rick make their way towards them, they get in and as the door starts to close Peter says," Please try and not to fart again in another enclosed space please Pops?" A devilish grin comes over the face of Pops and he says, " I can't promise anything!" The doors shut as a look of dread comes over the faces of the occupants of the elevator car.
The elevator car speakers play out Beethoven's Ode To Joy as it climbs it's way from the deep caverns of the secret train station towards the heights of Pervus's office. Out of no where Pops starts to laugh and everyone looks at him with great curiosity. The laughter gets louder and louder and finally Ray leans in and asks," What's so funny Pops?" Pops points to Agent Becker and continues to laugh louder. " Son it's not nice to laugh at someone!.. Now apologize and tell me why are you laughing at the nice young agent?", said Karen. " Sorry but it's just so funny!", exclaims Pops. An irritated look comes over the face of Agent Becker who is trying his best to control his anger. Pops continues to laugh as the journey thats should only take a couple of minutes seems to last a lifetime! Agent Greene notices the look on Agent Becker's face and whispers to him," Don't do it!.. You'll regret it!" Not being able to take it anymore Agent Becker turns, leans down to a laughing Pops and exclaims," What?.. What the hell is so fucking funny you ignorant little shit?" Pops places his right hand on his own mouth to try and stop his laughter so that he can speak and holds his left hand up signalling Agent Becker to wait for his answer. As Pops regains his composure a bit he wipes the tears from his eyes and looks at Agent Becker, and spits a huge wad of spit in Becker's face and says," First of all the names Pops asshole!!!.. Or should I say Pecker!.. That's what's so funny, your name rhymes with Pecker, hey, I should just call you agent Dickhead?.. No I like Pecker better, that's it from now on your name is going to be Agent Pecker!!!.. Hey Hoss this is quite the office we have a Pervert and a Pecker!!!!" Agent Greene places his large right hand on Agent Becker's back, Agent Becker looks up at Agent Greene who says," Easy Agent!.. Just stand up and look forward, take it with a grain of salt or as I do as a compliment!" Agent Becker stands back up, wipes the spit from his face and says," Thank you Agent Greene, I was very close to doing something I might regret!" " Yeah, well if you did then Pops would have really made you regret it!... Just be glad he didn't give you a cock shot, that's his go to move!" The elevator slows down, stops and the doors open to opulence of Mr. Pervus's office and the sight of Mr. Pervus waiting by the elevator for them all.
" Welcome back Pops!.. And to you as well Rick, it will be great to work with you again!" , said Mr.Pervus extending his right hand. Rick walks right past Mr.Pervus with a look of contempt on his face shunning the head of the CBC's attempt to make amends with a simple handshake. The Brilliants and the Tayomolovich's file out of the elevator and into the extravagant office of Mr.Pervus, followed closely by Agent Greene and Agent Becker." Please have a seat everyone!.. I brought in some extra chairs when Agent Greene contacted me saying you were all coming!", said Mr.Pervus. Quinn, Karen, Peter and Rick all sit down in the light blue Louis the 16th armchairs. Quinn leans in and whispers to Karen," This is some office!... It is bigger then my entire house!" Karen responds," Mine too!" Pops walks up to Mr.Pervus and with a firm grip shakes his hand. "Pervert!.. It's so great to see you again, how in the hell have you been you old asshole?", exclaims Pops. "I've been good!.. I would ask you how you have been but I have been keeping tabs on you, that Bathroom Blaster you invented was especially great!I can't wait to see it!", said Mr.Pervus. " Yeah!!!!... That prick deserved what he got!", said Pops. " From what I heard, he most certainly did!.. But from now on make sure you check with us before you do something like that, so we could keep it a little more quiet and not so public, we are a secret spy agency after all!", said Mr.Pervus. "Oh come on Pervert the only way to expose that human cum-stain was to make it as public as possible!.. Think we could use the Bathroom Blaster as official agency tech, hey Hoss where is the Bathroom Blaster?.. We did bring it?. Pervert wants to see it!!", said Pops. Agent Becker moves away from the wall and says,"It is here Pops, but I had it sent to our research dept to study it further as is per CBC protocol with any new tech before it can be put in the field." " Thank you Agent Becker!.. Pops have you been formally introduced to Agent Becker yet?", asks Mr.Pervus. " Yeah,yeah!..I met Pecker in the elevator and I was right to give him that name because it suits him perfectly!... How dare you send the Bathroom Blaster to the research dept without informing me!", exclaims Pops. "That is agency protocol, you would know that if you bothered to study it instead of assaulting people with your bodily functions and hitting them in their private parts!.. Or were you too busy making yourself yet another slice of toast!", said Agent Becker with an arrogant tone in his voice. Pops' face goes red and knowing what Pops is about to do, Agent Greene steps in between Agent Becker and Pops. "Hold on Pops, lets calm down a bit!... And Agent Pecker.. I mean Becker, you carried it a little too far, now please apologize!", said Agent Greene with a very serious and concerned look on his face. " For what?.. For insulting toast!.. You all need to stand up to this little monster, he needs to adhere to agency rules like the rest of us!", said Agent Becker. "Agent Becker, I do not need any advice on how to run my agency, now maybe one day if you had my job you could run things your way! But I have been doing this for years and an agent like Pops, that can get results is allowed to use his talents!... Now apologize or I will transfer you to such an isolated agency station that not even your fathers influence can help you!", orders Mr.Pervus. Agent Becker looks around the room at everyone staring and waiting for him to apologize to Pops, Agent Becker walks up to Pops sticks out his left hand and in an unenthusiastic manner says," I'm sorry for insulting you, for criticizing on how you do things, for not telling you that the Bathroom Blaster was sent for testing and most of all for insulting toast!" Pops shakes Agent Becker's hand and says," Apology accepted!.. I want to apologize for being rude, but not for your name!.. That is going to be your name from now on, because it's fucking funny!", said Pops. " Oh great!", said Agent Becker. " Also I'm sorry for this!', said Pops. " For what?.. Wait are you pissing on me? Yup you are!.. God dammit!!!!..See this is what I mean!", said Agent Becker as he looks down to see Pops peeing on his left leg like a dog marking his territory on a fire hydrant. "Yeah!!!!!!!!!", exclaims Pops. Ray starts to laugh uncontrollably snorting, crying and even hyperventilating a bit. Agent Becker quickly backs away and looks down at the urine soaked pant leg in disgust, noticing that Agent Becker is unbelievably upset Mr.Pervus says," Agent Becker why don't you go and get cleaned up while I talk to the Brilliants and Tayomolovich's." " Yes of course!", says Agent Becker. " See you later Pecker!", exclaims Pops. Agent Becker glares at Pops with contempt as he exits the room. " That was fucking funny!", said Pops. " It sure was, you really soaked his pant leg!", said Ray. " Hey Pervert have you met my cousin Raymond, but you can call him Ray Tay!", exclaims Pops. "No, but I do know about him!.. It's a pleasure to meet you Raymond!", Mr.Pervus said as he shakes Ray's hand. " I'm sorry to interrupt, but you said you had something to talk to us all about!.. So, if you please can you tell us what you want, I don't want to be here any longer then I have to be!", said Rick. " Now Rick, it wasn't that bad!", said Mr.Pervus. " Well you lied to me, kept my research, plus you didn't destroy the prototype!... I told you how dangerous it could be if it was actually fully developed and now from what I hear it was stolen and is now walking around!.. But no!, you just had to keep it!", exclaims Rick. " Now Rick, your research was CBC property and while you suggested we to destroy it, we were told to keep it for a little while.", said Mr.Pervus. "Yes and then the Soviets got their hands on it!", exclaims Rick. "That is a lie, actually it was your former lab assistant Rob Mazerick, he took it, fully created it and is living somewhere in the world!... As for Harold the clone, he works for the highest bidder, last we heard it was the Soviets!.. So, I partially told the truth!", said Mr.Pervus " You just can't stop lying can you?!.. More lies, how can I ever work with you?" , said Rick. " I just need you to work your magic and create another one this time but using the cloning machine instead of your wives womb, we don't have nine months and years, the machine will do that for us!...And then you can leave if you want!", said Mr.Pervus. " I will do no such thing! It's reckless, unneeded and dangerous to make another, we lucked out with Pops, but what if the next one is like Harold or even worse!.. We have a better idea!... That is Pops does!.. son!", said Rick. " What do you have in mind Pops.", said Mr.Pervus. " Well, I assume Harold wants me, then let me find him by using me as bait to trap and catch him!", said Pops. " I don't know Pops!.. The PM feels a fully grown clone with both yours and Harold's abilities and a few more adjustments would do better.", said Mr.Pervus. "Look Pervert, this is the best way and the only way!.. No arguments, no compromises!..The PM's plan is bullshit!.. You know me and you know that I can do this, now come on let's go catch that fucker!", exclaims Pops. " It's the only way I'm helping Pervus!", said Rick. "I don't know, I was given explicit instructions!", said Mr.Pervus. Karen gets up from her chair and walks up to Mr.Pervus and says," We know you are under orders, but you are the CBC aren't you?.. You're bigger then the PM!.. Plus you know this is right!.. We will all do our parts to help, besides as much as I am still a little mad at my husband, I am coming to understand why he didn't tell me about the doppelgänger... If you trust my husband and son then you will do this!" Mr.Pervus looks around the room at the faces of everyone who all nod their heads at him in agreement. " Alright!.. You are right, I am the CBC dammit and Pops would be the best for it, after all Harold does want you otherwise he wouldn't have sent these letters pretending to be you!", said Mr.Pervus. " Son of a bitch!... Nobody pretends to be me, I'm the one and only Pops Brilliant!... That fucker is mine!", said Pops. " Wait so the letters from Pops were really from Harold?", asks Agent Greene. " Yes, I figured that out when he seemed to be not so insulting and only mentioned toast 9 times instead of his usual 25, but the kicker was he called me Pervus instead of Pervert!... Oh and then he said who he really was and that he will ruin you Pops!", said Mr.Pervus. "That's kind of unoriginal and not very smart!", said Ray. " Actually that is very smart!.. He now has the upper hand and knows we will be looking for him, which means he can have us distracted and careless to do whatever he wants!", said Pops. " So, how do you want to play this?", asks Mr.Pervus. " We have me do a publicity tour and announce we are putting me back on the air again." said Pops. Mr.Pervus walks behind his large oak desk, looks at the calendar in his day planner and stuns his fingers along the pages as he reads through it. " Okay, we can do that!.. How do you feel about starting it off in Europe, say Paris,France in the New Year around February, we need time to train the others, so that is the earliest we can start!... Rumour has it Harold was seen living there!", said Mr.Pervus. "Yeah!!!!!!!! That's Brilliant!... Paris here we come!", said Pops.
Back in 2177 the Group Leader's story stops suddenly as the Group Leader, suffering from exhaustion and fatigue from the numerous torture techniques that Greg had inflicted on him, hangs his head down and falls asleep. " Hey! Why did the story stop?... We had a deal Axel, if the story stops so do we and none of us help you!", said Keith. " Easy there tough guy!.. The Group Leader is in need of some rest, he has been through a lot today!", said Axel. " Nothing better happen to him or no deal!", said Keith. " Now, now Keith remember, there are others down here whose lives are on the line too!.. Don't go and back out, that would be very bad!!!!", exclaims Axel. A brief silence fills the airwaves of the walkie talkie along with the heavy breathing of Keith as he laments his predicament. " You're right!.. We will still be helping you regardless, but the Group Leader better have no more torture inflicted on him, so he can continue his story!...Because if he isn't, I will rip your balls off, shove them in your mouth and take your dick and shove it up your ass!", exclaims Keith. " Wow!.. Someone has gotten very aggressive all of a sudden!... But you just use that aggression to finish making your rope and get down here!", said Axel. " Oh I will and I will have enough left for you should you try and double cross us!.. Over and out!!!", said Keith.
Keith shuts the walkie talkie off and puts it down on the floor in front of him. Paulina and Maria look at him with stunned expressions. "I have to say I am a little turned on right now!", said Maria. "Really?..Do you want to, you know?", asks Keith. " Maybe later, save all that energy for the task at hand!.. Because we are done, the rope is finished!", said Maria as she and Paulina hold up the rope made from old bedsheets and curtains all knotted and weaved together tightly. "Awesome!!!!... Lets go and save the others and kick the shit out of that prick!", said Keith. Maria walks up to Keith caresses Keith's shoulders with her right hand very sensually and says, "You keep saying things like that and I will have no choice but to fuck your brains out here and now!... But we can't, we have to get going, come on!" Maria starts to walk towards the south stairwell carrying the rope over her athletic shoulders, Keith watches her walk away, Maria's curvy figure swaying from side to side as she shows off her perfect booty. Paulina walks up to Keith and says," Come on we need to get going and try out this rope!" " Yeah, just give me a few minutes!", said Keith. " Why do you need a few...",says Paulina who suddenly stops what she is going to say after she see's the massive erection Keith is trying to hide. " Yeah, I think you will need a few minutes and a tighter pair of pants!...... But damn!.. I guess what they say about nerdy guys is true, that they have better dicks then jocks!" Keith's face goes a deep shade of red and says,"Thanks, I think!" "It's the truth and believe me she won't be disappointed!... You take a few minutes, I'll say that you have to take a piss, meet you at the stairwell!', said Paulina. Paulina starts to walk towards the south stairwell as well, stops, turns around and looks back at Keith, winks and smiles, then continues on her way towards the south stairwell.
The Group Leader still hangs suspended from the laundry hook, fast asleep as Axel stares at him thoroughly, a big grin comes over his face. Greg, walks up to him and says," What is the fascination with a sleeping man? You seem a little too excited, you didn't just cum in your pants I hope!" " Look closely and you will see!", said Axel. Greg looks closely at the body of the unconscious Group Leader, the cuts, burns, bruises are all healed and the nails that were strategically placed in his body have fallen out and all lie on the floor. " What the fuck!.. This is impossible!", said Greg. Axel slaps Greg on the back and says, " No!.. This is fantastic!... You know what this means?" "No what?", replies Greg. "That the vile we have in that briefcase is the real thing, the Infinity drug, it's not a myth!... But the other question now is, who is the the Group Leader and when did he come from?!"
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