L and N walk through the snow.
The city streets are dead. Greenland has a few civilians, however due to laws and human trafficking, they do not leave their homes unwarranted.
Mr. N walks as he feels the eerie chill of darkness, this isn't just the cold. This entire island almost feels alien. So many evil, so much sacrifice, the place felt "inhumane."
He could sense and relate to this tingle. Like memories of things he wasn't even there for were speaking to him.
Souls of the dead. Innocents murdered, raped, sold, killed unjustly.
He felt it all.
Mr. N uncomfortable side eyes Liam so hard Liam can feel it crawl up his spine. He wonders how Liam doesn't freeze to death in these temperatures with no coat.
Liam, 6'11 muscular, is walking through the snow with no T-shirt in the freezing cold. Annoyed he asked "Now what?" They're going to hunt us down anytime now. Any big ideas?"
Mr.N smiles "Stop being so sarcastic, You underestimate my intelligence."
Liam: "Underestimate?"
Sips*
To underestimate I have to first put value on lol, What a silly goose. Liam thinks to himself.
Mr.N: "My special base of operations where I have urgent matters to attend to. You will be safe there with us."
Liam shakes his cup, 'this is pretty good'… he whispers before responding to Mr. N "Why do you still sound so determined and convincing? You already won. You already convinced me to follow you. You can drop the act now."
Mr. N's dye'd blonde hair waves in the wind.
Mr.N: "It's not an act, L. They might not have been through what you have, however my entire army is filled with soldiers like you. With nowhere else in this world to go."
"You speak with such emotion, with confidence in every word. N, I'm jealous. I couldn't do it even if I tried." Sips*
N scoffed, "A man with your physique is jealous of speech? You should hold yourself to a higher regard. Your body and experience makes you a human weapon."
Mr. N glanced at Liam's reaction before continuing, "My speech is something I was taught due to being a politican. It's nothing special"
Liam falls silent. As it all comes back to him his heartbeat speeds up.
He knows better than to embarrass himself with self-pity.
I can't raise my voice. I can't shift my tone to show how I feel. I can only whisper. If I ever spoke louder than my---
Liam calms himself simply stating, "Distasteful, arrogant statement from such a smart man."
Liam whispered quickly.
"Should I be dissapointed?"
"Or are you playing games."
A chill ran down Mr. N's spine
"If you are playing games with my psyche, Mr. N I have the ability to reduce you to a smudge in the snow."
Mr. N agrees, whispering "I do apologize for my willful ignorance."
....
A few minutes pass
"Have you ever been trapped inside a dream, trapped in your own head, Liam?" Mr. N comments.
Liam swallowed and whispered, "No."
They stepped onto the helipad as the wind roared around them. Mr. N removed his rabbit mask again and let it fall to the concrete, a quiet and deliberate act, evidence he wanted to be found.
"I have a story to tell you," he said.
They climbed into the helicopter. The blades had barely begun to spin when Mr. N leaned close.
"What is the most common form of devil worship, Liam?" Mr. N looked him in his eyes.
"You want my opinion," Liam murmured, "or the objective answer?"
He scratched his arm, uneasy. "It is a hard topic. I'd rather not."
Liam broke eye contact "I-I have seen a lot, I was sex trafficked to this Island when I was 3 years old."
He continued "Power, popularity, the soul, breaking the mind. Its all linked"
"Mind breaking rituals, that make you question your sanity and who you are. Open up doors for... the unsual"
Mr. N narrowed it down for him "So what's your awnser?"
Liam closesd his eyes "Sexuality? Not inherent. Not the natural kind. But the ones that make you see the world for what it really is."
"Like Orgies." Liam took in a deep breath his voice shaking trembling.
"Faces that change when you blink. Rooms that breathe. Doors that open when no one is there."
Mr. N's expression tightened, something between agreement and disagreement. 'He's half right metaphorically speaking. If he continued he'd be right. But I don't think he's in the mental space to, so I'll stop pushing him here and take over. Before I potentially push too hard and get hurt.'
Mr. N spoke. "I don't believe humans created Orgies. I think al*** like "beings" introduced that layer of evil to us."
"And it had a butterfly effect, creating something, far worse for our society."
"It gave us a natural curiosity, passed down through the genetic tree."
'Its why I believe striking down the children isn't that bad of a idea."
To cull the herd of evil.
To gather the sheep.
'Of white sin.'
But until I have the power to fix this society. I will do my best to manipulate it.