– tony.espino –

a human. for now.

30.16 | september

chronicle of an unreliable voice

Folder 21

I just don’t feel like it.

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The Phantom and The Lady in Blood stood in a park full of children. They scanned the area and saw The Conjoined Triplets racing toward a slide.
“Figures.”
It was a long, spiral tunnel slide. Bright yellow. A small boy entered it. The Conjoined Triplets rushed behind him. The Lady in Blood tried to slow them down.
“Hold on freaks. Wait for the kid to go.”
They didn’t wait. They entered sideways into the slide. The only way they could fit.
The Phantom and The Lady in Blood waited at the bottom of the tunnel slide.
The Phantom looked at the wounds on his arms for the time.
“How long does this take?”
“Did you see that other kid come out yet?”
“No.”
“Maybe they got stuck.”
“Hello!”
No response.
“Hello! Anyone in there?”
No response.
A lady holding a newborn walked nearby. Her mouth opened.
“Jimmy!”
“Freaks!”
“Jimmy!”
“Freaks!”

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