TL Mafia XVIII - Page 3

Sure enough, the two horsemen began slowly approaching the town. They did not rush across the field, but drifted in and out of the shadows, taking cover from the shadows cast by the clouds. Dreamflower became more nervous, and pointed her gun out the window, waiting for the horsemen to approach. However, she was startled as she noticed a figure walking towards the horsemen. She breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized Qatol. But what was Qatol doing out so late at night? Dreamflower was puzzled, but was snapped back into reality as she noticed the horsemen were only a football field away from her location. Thinking quickly, she decided not to fire a shot, but ran outside to get Qatol to safety. She tried to run in the shadows, but was caught in the middle of the road as the moon pierced through the cloud layer and shone directly on her. The horses neighed, and the first horseman charged dreamflower, spear aimed low at her gut. Dreamflower was blinded from the moonlight that reflected off the horseman, and was a little slow to react. She leaped to the left, and narrowly avoided death. But the second horseman just cackled loudly. Noticing Qatol sneak quietly into the barn to his right, he charged and leaped through the thin walls of the barn, landing straight on Qatol, who died instantly. In a panic, dreamflower ran back into her house to grab her gun, but it was futile.

In a dark secluded area of town, LucasWoJ awoke to the sound of a thick, deep laugh. Still groggy from sleep, LucasWoJ decided to wake up to check what the noise was all about. He tried to sneak out of his house carefully to avoid suspicion, but stumbled on a coffee mug, a toothbrush, and an empty water bottle, resulting in a jumble of sound as he fell face flat on the floor. The laughing figure immediately noticed and galloped over to LucasWoJ’s house, smashed the door, and began to mock him sarcastically. By this time, LucasWoJ was enraged at the intruder’s actions, and grabbed the nearest object he could find. At first, he scared his attacker with a kitchen knife and almost sliced his jaw in half, but succumbed to ferocity of the attacker’s vile and barbaric actions. The figure snarled and taunted LucasWoJ before biting his neck and ripping out a piece of his trachea. Before long, LucasWoJ was cold and dead on the floor, his attacker nowhere to be seen.