Here’s is the scripting and artwork for Chapter 11 – the KILL, its coming to the end now nearly at Chapter 14. 🙂
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Chapter 11 – the KILL
Are you listening to me? And I’m going to reveal something to you that possibly the public does not know. And I looked him right in the eye, and I said to him, you don’t need that any more. And he said that examined everyone of the bodies. This was not a mass suicide like the world was brainwashed into thinking. But when that coroner examined the bodies, there was a pin hole in 97% of all the bodies, they were injected with a poison. It was a mass murder, because men and women were following a man, and I’m going to let everyone of you that are here under this tent, you that is listening to this radio broadcast. My god, don’t follow a man
I navigated my way through the heart of square one, the reality of the situation was quite black and white now, I knew what I had to do. I was living in the world of technicalities, I was living in the grey, between one and the other, the loop hole, id fallen off the face of the planet, and I now needed to correct it. I was banished to the world beyond skin and was ready to be her son. His hour glass runs out of sand, He arrives, right on cue. I gave it my best shot and it found its way into his shoulder. I could here him mumbling, talking to himself on the ground, going delirious. we both took solace in this moment, our freedom. His last words thank-you, you have for-filled your obligation to help me. I done the right thing, I killed him. I thought it would all end, but instead, it gave birth to the devils heart. I delivered the bullet from its shell, and in doing so he escaped from his. Both stuck, trying desperately to escape and release their potential, this time the bullet was the key, and he was the lock. His shell collapsed to the ground and dropped something, I bent down to look. It was the note, he must have written it, he WAS the balance. He must actively stabilise the two worlds. He tried to shot me because he knew I would never kill him in cold blood so he needed to give me a motive, a reason. First he educated me on the worlds, then when I knew enough, force me to continue his work. That’s why he said thank-you. He had the note because he was going to give it to the other guy for the same reason, he was jarred out of reality now as well, and I’d just killed him. So my assumption of instability I set out to correct, I ended up creating. That note ticked the box to make it his suicide note. He was Atlas, and I was his new replacement, pulling the trigger was my job interview, and when I did, I became the balancer. The bullet was the key and he was the lock. I interfered, I pulled the trigger, and became the one that combined them, stabilising the two worlds. Without knowing it I was now doing his job, I’m not the lock or the key, instead I’m the one that changes the minor details, I’m now divine intervention.