#HBC | Dark Horse
Mach-Hommy x Murakami
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Read everything in all caps WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE.
You enter a room that is not black, as black is FAR TOO TAME TO DESCRIBE! Feeling around, you and your partner manage to find two chairs. Once you and your accomplice sit down, a light flashes on.
Sitting directly across from you is a frail man, LIKE DEATH HIMSELF. He is not nervous, rather, his face contains a smug of PURE ENJOYMENT. He is a man that wil EAT YOUR SPINE.
"Welcome, Prisoners," He says, the words DULLY SLIPPING OUT OF HIS MOUTH, with a tinge of life on "Prisoners". "I'm sure you already know, but what you did was quite severe. I've never seen anyone rip a cop's liver out and reattach it to his spine. However, we have decided to take part in a new psychological study. As such, your sentences have been...modified."
"You two will be disguised as guards, and set to patrol a cell block. There will be Prison Guards, however, they will not know what they are dealing with: though they are told that there are two prisoners among them, they do not know that you two are actually prisoners."
"Couldn't they just know they are guards, and figure out from there?" Your partner says.
"Not quite," says the figure, HIS FACE COMPLETLEY STILL." For how do they know each other is not lying?"
He clears his throat. "In addition, there is also a Rogue Guard among you all. He will kill one person, regardless of whether it is one of you or one of the actual guards Neither you nor the Guards know who this is."
"And you're letting him kill some of your other guards?" Your partner asks.
"They have two days until retirement and their 401(k)s have gone down the gutter"
"And there's nothing we can do about it?" You pipe up.
He responds, still devoid of emotion. "You two have something.....
....
....
Special.
You can choose to cooperate with each other, or compete against each other. If both of you decide to cooperate, you will be immune to the rogue guard. If one of you decides to compete, if the other one gets killed by the Rouge Guard, the living one will walk away a free man. However, if both of you decide to compete, if the Rouge Guard finds one of you, he is permitted to kill both of you."
As the man departs, he decides to give you two some last words
"Oh, and if either of you two are caught by the actual guards, it's death for the one that gets caught. Keep in mind that they will still kill each other, as no one here can say they-"
"You're an *******. You know that, right? Who the hell puts people like you in charge?"
The man chuckles. "Say that to me again and I will eat your spine."
You enter a room that is not black, as black is FAR TOO TAME TO DESCRIBE! Feeling around, you and your partner manage to find two chairs. Once you and your accomplice sit down, a light flashes on.
Sitting directly across from you is a frail man, LIKE DEATH HIMSELF. He is not nervous, rather, his face contains a smug of PURE ENJOYMENT. He is a man that wil EAT YOUR SPINE.
"Welcome, Prisoners," He says, the words DULLY SLIPPING OUT OF HIS MOUTH, with a tinge of life on "Prisoners". "I'm sure you already know, but what you did was quite severe. I've never seen anyone rip a cop's liver out and reattach it to his spine. However, we have decided to take part in a new psychological study. As such, your sentences have been...modified."
"You two will be disguised as guards, and set to patrol a cell block. There will be Prison Guards, however, they will not know what they are dealing with: though they are told that there are two prisoners among them, they do not know that you two are actually prisoners."
"Couldn't they just know they are guards, and figure out from there?" Your partner says.
"Not quite," says the figure, HIS FACE COMPLETLEY STILL." For how do they know each other is not lying?"
He clears his throat. "In addition, there is also a Rogue Guard among you all. He will kill one person, regardless of whether it is one of you or one of the actual guards Neither you nor the Guards know who this is."
"And you're letting him kill some of your other guards?" Your partner asks.
"They have two days until retirement and their 401(k)s have gone down the gutter"
"And there's nothing we can do about it?" You pipe up.
He responds, still devoid of emotion. "You two have something.....
....
....
Special.
You can choose to cooperate with each other, or compete against each other. If both of you decide to cooperate, you will be immune to the rogue guard. If one of you decides to compete, if the other one gets killed by the Rouge Guard, the living one will walk away a free man. However, if both of you decide to compete, if the Rouge Guard finds one of you, he is permitted to kill both of you."
As the man departs, he decides to give you two some last words
"Oh, and if either of you two are caught by the actual guards, it's death for the one that gets caught. Keep in mind that they will still kill each other, as no one here can say they-"
"You're an *******. You know that, right? Who the hell puts people like you in charge?"
The man chuckles. "Say that to me again and I will eat your spine."