The usual disclaimers.
Actually, this was supposed to be part of the last chapter, but I got tired. And I know it is short. But it does move the story along.
From the POV of...well, you'll figure it out...can you?
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Day 3 7:22pm.
A small bungalow just on the fringes of Storybooke. A dirt road leads to the main highway, disguised by trees and foiliage. It is dark. Only a lantern lights the kitchen area, for there is no power to the house.
Three men sit at this table, drinking beer the most stale beer ever mad. One is in a suit, with brownish stringy hair, a can by his side. This is Gold. He sits on my left. And on my right is another man who, for whatever reason would rather keep his head under the hoodie. And there is me.
I tried to tell Gold to strike quickly, but he rather play diabolical and bide his time. The time for biding was at past and now we need to act. We should have acted much earlier, before Gold got so involved in that stupid mortgage deal. I, on the other hand, act quickly. When one of our acolytes decided to remember, I crushed that quickly. It was only providence that ...hmm..someone willingly took the blame.
No matter. My plans were stopped before...before we were all...whisked away to this so-called horrible place..that's what she called it. The Maine Chamber of Commerce would love that. Not that it matters. Because for me, my revenge will be complete.
But now I have to work fast. Someone has broadcast the dream that pretty much exposes what I am doing. I am hoping it does not expose me. Not yet, anyway.
Dammit, Gold, would you tip that pacing. You and that damned cane are driving me batty. I slam some money on the table...just get me some beer that was brewed in THIS decade...
And one final thing. I may have to show my face in this town before we do this. Just call me "Hank" from now on.
Yes, "Hank." Too many Henry's in this town for my taste.
TO BE CONTINUED
From this point on, I ask that you be kind from here on in...you know Heroes Season 2, after the writer's strike...It's kinda like that...