39 Encephalon stimulation
How did she know he's the leader of her gang. The little man always try to cover his tracks by playing the second knives. Is she a psychic with multiple abilities or does her organization know so much about his gang?
Anyway, now that he's learned that she's didn't come for them, he has to satisfy her to defuse this human bomb, which if she were to explode with anger, risks suppressing his gang.
"I have no idea who committed this heinous act, Miss. But, nevertheless, I can inform you that there are two gangs in this area. One is located in a town called Alto and the other in Wilbeth. These gangs are quite active in this area, so I can only advise you to look for the missing persons in those locations."
Alto and Wilbeth? Jane remembers that the dying forest they went through the day her group of collectors fled from this imaginary killer of religious fanatics is located near the town of Alto. Staying in this place filled with these animals who imagine themselves playing with her in various ways, each one more horrible than the next, is useless.
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The information obtained is neither precise nor numerous, but perhaps it will allow her to get closer to the place where Sally is kept prisoner. Jane looks the little man straight in the eye and knowing that he doesn't know nothing more, she stands up.
The little man is now convinced that he has not mistaken the identity of the young girl facing him. Between this relaxation that even a brave man could not show if he landed in their bar, this look that he feels creeping into him and the white light that has just covered her, she can only be one of those Hanuman you don't want to rub up against.
When he remembers the many vulgar comments made by his men to the teenage girl, he clenches his teeth and pray that she leaves this café without making a fuss.
He very much regrets that the big mouths of his men did not stay closed, but at the time he was unable to silence them. Too busy trying to verify his hypothesis concerning the identity of this beautiful blonde, the little man's thoughts were for a few moments monopolized by what he considered to be the most important thing, but now that his theory is validated, he fears the worst.
When he sees the girl turn her eyes to the right and then to the left, his bad premonition only gets stronger. He wants to plead for his men, whose brains are mainly concentrated between their legs, but his attention lingers on something else.
The girl's mouth stretches to form an expression that is not a smile. Her blue eyes lose their pretty hue and when she jams her tongue between her teeth, the little man falls to his knees.
He and his comrades have made fear reign. They have tortured, massacred countless people. They took many women by force and beat them to death while they played with their bodies, but never did he witness such a horror scene.
"Even before I came to your table, I had taken control of the encephalon of your animals. Now, as you can see, I am stretching their nerves to the limit and stimulating that same encephalon to increase their pain."
The sound of bones cracking and muscles tearing as the limbs turn on themselves, before being ripped from the bodies. The sound of eyes exploding in their sockets. Men mutilated into pieces lying in a river of blood pushing their last rattle and finally over 20 bodies exploding, covering the floor, walls and ceiling with pieces of brains and guts.
This teenage girl is indeed a Poltergeist, and a very high ranking one at that. The feverish little man knows he is powerless in the face of the monster whose cruelty exceeds even his imagination. Now he is convinced that he will be the monster's dessert, and he loses his last hope. Without strength and delivered to this beast without even being able to fight, the little man, sets his lifeless eyes on the ground.
"For the information you have given me, today you will leave here alive, but if I meet you again in the company of such men, the pain you will suffer before you die will make the pain these men felt seem like a caress. I want you to know that before I leave your city, I'm going to murder all your men. I don't believe in it much, but maybe this slaughter will set an example for the other gangs, and the fear of these brutal deaths will inspire them to stop their evil deeds."
The little man, still on his knees, is too scared to sigh. If that sound of relief annoyed the monster, he could end up like his men, whose viscous, bloody pieces he himself is covered with.
The attack was so swift, that the little man suddenly realizes that not a shot has fired, during what cannot even be called a confrontation. By discreetly directing his eyes to the center of the room, he sees a thick metal ball that until the arrival of the teenager was not here.
The little man does not utter another word before that this demon with the face of an angel is no longer in sight. In himself, the little man cursed her for slaughtering members of his gang.
Without making the slightest sound or even moving, patiently, he waits until the sound of gunshots and screams from all over the small town stops, to take a closer look at this metal ball.
Guns, rifles, knives and even forks are the objects that have clumped together to form this newly appeared thing.
When did she do this? How could her mind control so many different materials at once? Skin, nerves, muscles, bones, metal, plastic, this Hanuman played with all these different materials simultaneously.
The little man is not a specialist in psychics, but he knows nevertheless that these beings have limits. She's an aberration. This girl who is only a teenager does not seem to be subject to this absolute rule.
This power, this control... Come to think of it, he considers the encounter with this youg girl to be perhaps a godsend.
The little man, who is determined to sell this information to the highest bidder, with his eyes always towards the door starts smiling as he counts his upcoming money.
Anyway, now that he's learned that she's didn't come for them, he has to satisfy her to defuse this human bomb, which if she were to explode with anger, risks suppressing his gang.
"I have no idea who committed this heinous act, Miss. But, nevertheless, I can inform you that there are two gangs in this area. One is located in a town called Alto and the other in Wilbeth. These gangs are quite active in this area, so I can only advise you to look for the missing persons in those locations."
Alto and Wilbeth? Jane remembers that the dying forest they went through the day her group of collectors fled from this imaginary killer of religious fanatics is located near the town of Alto. Staying in this place filled with these animals who imagine themselves playing with her in various ways, each one more horrible than the next, is useless.
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The information obtained is neither precise nor numerous, but perhaps it will allow her to get closer to the place where Sally is kept prisoner. Jane looks the little man straight in the eye and knowing that he doesn't know nothing more, she stands up.
The little man is now convinced that he has not mistaken the identity of the young girl facing him. Between this relaxation that even a brave man could not show if he landed in their bar, this look that he feels creeping into him and the white light that has just covered her, she can only be one of those Hanuman you don't want to rub up against.
When he remembers the many vulgar comments made by his men to the teenage girl, he clenches his teeth and pray that she leaves this café without making a fuss.
He very much regrets that the big mouths of his men did not stay closed, but at the time he was unable to silence them. Too busy trying to verify his hypothesis concerning the identity of this beautiful blonde, the little man's thoughts were for a few moments monopolized by what he considered to be the most important thing, but now that his theory is validated, he fears the worst.
When he sees the girl turn her eyes to the right and then to the left, his bad premonition only gets stronger. He wants to plead for his men, whose brains are mainly concentrated between their legs, but his attention lingers on something else.
The girl's mouth stretches to form an expression that is not a smile. Her blue eyes lose their pretty hue and when she jams her tongue between her teeth, the little man falls to his knees.
He and his comrades have made fear reign. They have tortured, massacred countless people. They took many women by force and beat them to death while they played with their bodies, but never did he witness such a horror scene.
"Even before I came to your table, I had taken control of the encephalon of your animals. Now, as you can see, I am stretching their nerves to the limit and stimulating that same encephalon to increase their pain."
The sound of bones cracking and muscles tearing as the limbs turn on themselves, before being ripped from the bodies. The sound of eyes exploding in their sockets. Men mutilated into pieces lying in a river of blood pushing their last rattle and finally over 20 bodies exploding, covering the floor, walls and ceiling with pieces of brains and guts.
This teenage girl is indeed a Poltergeist, and a very high ranking one at that. The feverish little man knows he is powerless in the face of the monster whose cruelty exceeds even his imagination. Now he is convinced that he will be the monster's dessert, and he loses his last hope. Without strength and delivered to this beast without even being able to fight, the little man, sets his lifeless eyes on the ground.
"For the information you have given me, today you will leave here alive, but if I meet you again in the company of such men, the pain you will suffer before you die will make the pain these men felt seem like a caress. I want you to know that before I leave your city, I'm going to murder all your men. I don't believe in it much, but maybe this slaughter will set an example for the other gangs, and the fear of these brutal deaths will inspire them to stop their evil deeds."
The little man, still on his knees, is too scared to sigh. If that sound of relief annoyed the monster, he could end up like his men, whose viscous, bloody pieces he himself is covered with.
The attack was so swift, that the little man suddenly realizes that not a shot has fired, during what cannot even be called a confrontation. By discreetly directing his eyes to the center of the room, he sees a thick metal ball that until the arrival of the teenager was not here.
The little man does not utter another word before that this demon with the face of an angel is no longer in sight. In himself, the little man cursed her for slaughtering members of his gang.
Without making the slightest sound or even moving, patiently, he waits until the sound of gunshots and screams from all over the small town stops, to take a closer look at this metal ball.
Guns, rifles, knives and even forks are the objects that have clumped together to form this newly appeared thing.
When did she do this? How could her mind control so many different materials at once? Skin, nerves, muscles, bones, metal, plastic, this Hanuman played with all these different materials simultaneously.
The little man is not a specialist in psychics, but he knows nevertheless that these beings have limits. She's an aberration. This girl who is only a teenager does not seem to be subject to this absolute rule.
This power, this control... Come to think of it, he considers the encounter with this youg girl to be perhaps a godsend.
The little man, who is determined to sell this information to the highest bidder, with his eyes always towards the door starts smiling as he counts his upcoming money.
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