Royalds Woods City
May 4, 2019
Undefined time
As Superman came to earth, a thundering lightning was present on 23B Street releasing a shock wave of 123 decibels. A few centimeters from the impact of the thunderous death blast, the "correctional" of minors of Royal Woods was located, if it can be recognized under that facade, because it was rather a boarding school that was dedicated to the sole purpose of "correcting" their inmates through illegal acts, be it psychological harassment, injection of medicinal "plants", pedophiles, and even scientific experiments behind the back of the government, a clear example of that would be to leave convicts under the age of 13 isolated in a Dark, damp room, and also smelling like pests without mentioning the plagues of mice and spiders that roamed around them carrying diseases entitled to only 1 meal a day, over a period of several days, their purpose? It was to leave the inmates with aberrant traumas so that they would not make mistakes again, the worst of all was that most of the inmates were mildly innocent, but those in charge of the place never saw the records, they were all treated the same.
It was a place built by some mastermind with a very grim thirst to see the organized "outside" world at any cost, regardless of the impact that such deals would bring to the marginalized with obvious psychoanalyst features.
But that is not our case.
Once the glow, product of that ray was propagated; a police car ended that same block for the sole purpose of leaving a "parcel" in the boarding school. When parking the patrol correctly in front of the only gigantic entrance 2 policemen with robust faces and an angry face opened the back door of the same, but not before causing a slight tremor in the same product of nervousness after seeing the beast again I was sitting inside with an arrest warrant.
"It's a beast," I mention with some stuttering Manuel.
"But what do you want us to do?" We are police officers who must do their job. "Commander Manuel feigned some security." "Although it costs us our lives." - Those words spoken by the mother of the person to whom they were to be taken from his mind were undoubtedly that boarding school was perhaps the most appropriate place to send someone of that caliber.
With some shyness, both agreed to open the door of the vehicle, Lynn Load Junior received them with a very tender laugh. Too cute one could say.
"Oh, are we officers yet?" A thousand apologies I fell asleep. "As if he were an angel," he replied in an innocent tone of voice.
"You've been telling us about the things you did with your little brother a few hours ago, monster!" "Manuel lost control of his behavior."
"Arthur, no!" Not worth it; Just ... Let's do our job. We finish this.
The 2 officers without being immuted by any other word that came from the mouth of that crazy girl, forced her into the boarding school and handed her over to the reception. During that little tour Lynn kept saying morbid two-way things about moral laws.
2
—Oh. Lynn Loud Jr. Yes, of course. I was already waiting for her. If it's not too much trouble, I'll take care of her along with my infidelity Mane — Point to her ex who chewed a gum with certain soothing particles inside. The cops did not notice the "surprise ingredient" contained in the gum. "My name is Carla, by the way." —The young woman of about 26 years of age appeared, light brown complexion, in addition to having a long red dress and black hair.
"Okay, you are the boss." Arturo released Lynn from his grip, but not before but Manuel who drew his gun in case the flies.
"I think they already know that bullets and things do nothing to me thanks to my sister Lisa." Your drinks are the best.
The cops sweat and retired in silence, while ... They sweated.
Lynn walked as if nothing next to the "secretary" of the place, also linked to his infidelity that was walking on the other side of the aforementioned convict, making his crossing in the corridor to reach the cells.
"And tell me Lynn," Mane mentions in a Diva tone. - What could have done a girl so young and so ... - puts his gaze on his tight soccer clothes. "Tight to get here."
-Many things. It causes a lot of pain in other families because of their loss, student genocide, possession of "relaxing and strengthening illegal medicines" and in addition to that, the reason why I did it is no longer there, although the fun with it did not stop after his death. Improve my ability to jump, now I will win Bascket tournaments.
"Honey, I don't think you go to many Basketbool tournaments. Right now ... Pretty." - Carla added.
- Excuse me? - Lynn didn't understand.
"You just want me to play with you." Mane crossed the line by touching a bust.
3
Carla couldn't believe her eyes. The living blood emanating from her decapitated infidelity Mane only made her want to vomit. Its body rested on its back with the wall on which it crashed, while its head, well ... It burst through the impact of the hit of the Sports Prodigy.
Lynn turned her gaze to Carla. "You don't want to touch honey?" Because I intend to practice boxing with what is left of your body.
Carla took a stunned gun, which she aimed at the athlete.
"Due to Lisa's injections, that won't affect me." But since. He prepared to attack.
But the first 3 bullets that sprouted from Carla's gun didn't make him go. They literally just bounced off your body without tipping you if the damage would impact your health.
Carla desperate closed her eyes without knowing where to aim. Shooting. It was heard ... Nothing. She opened her eyes fearfully and saw an open hole in Lynn's heart, it was about 5 centimeters from Carla standing still doing almost nothing with her head downcast.
Make her slowly lift her face, —You should point me to my skull, after all over there all this began, but the heart is easy to fix. Because of Lisa, I will later be re ...- But Carla shot Lynn's face again which left her unconscious.
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Woke up. With his eyes fixed on that dark ceiling, received by a very smelly smell that was originated by ... For ... Now that he was more or less reasoning, he didn't know where he was. Only that she was lying on a wet mattress and that around her there was nothing but total darkness, except for a small grudge under what appeared to be the exit, that a light could be seen. Then a few steps were heard
The door opened.
A tall man with blond hair, white complexion and an overly formal suit could be seen in front of her.
"Greetings, I'm Patrick Jane, and I'm a psychoanalyst, although many know him under the term" mentalism "... They sent me to inform you about the death of ... Your beloved. A great loss by the way. "Note a few tears coming out of Lynn's sight." —Lastly, when he died, he could tell us all his… Ehh… Love story together as brothers, so I decided to come to you to tell me all the details. In addition to being a psychoanalyst, I am also a very famous writer and actor, my intention is ... Let the world know its beautiful history if you allow it.
Lynn smiled. Patrick too.
"Come with me to the cafeteria." Patrick concluded.
Already in the cafeteria, Lynn was very surprised to see her mother Rita and a few more sisters by her side.
"With them here?" "Lynn complained.
"Unfortunately yes, Lynn." "He pretended." "Now tell me everything, starting, where did all this madness begin?" And don't forget any details.
-In agreement. "He agreed." —It was more or less like that ..
To be continue