2023-03-27 17:10:04"What's taking so much time?"
The yelled at Damien; Damien had been fumbling through his pockets for a while now. He had agreed to pay the caber forgetting that he had no money on him.
"I forgot. I have no cash on me. I only have my card."
Damien lied.
JUST GO AWAY. PLEASE.
"Then take me to an ATM stand and let's withdraw."
"What!"
Damien didn't expect that.
"Oh, you don't want to pay? Is that why you are pretending? You are delaying me because you have no money? Is that right? So, you decided to bring to Boldyville to impress me?"
At that point, Damien was lost. He had no idea what the man was talking about.
"How can someone dressed like you vist Boldyville? You are one of those wannabes who just love to front, eh? Why did I even take you seriously in the first place? You must have ran away from that lady because you stole something from her. Or was it also because you couldn't pay her?"
Damien was speechless.
"You don't even know me. How could you say those things?"
Damien felt the impulse to beat the man up.
"What if I bring out my card? Will you apologise to me?"
The man laughed hysterically.
"I won't only apologise. I will go without without collecting a dime from you."
Damien's jaws dropped. He dipped hand in his pocket.
PLEASE BE THERE. A DEBIT CARD PLEASE. EVEN IF IT HAS ONLY TEN THOUSAND. JUST A CARD. LIKE THE TICKET.
The ticket had changed into the emblem. He searched the other pocket.
"See? I was right. You are just a nuisance who doesn't--- what..."
The man choked on the words as Damien brought out a card.
"Now get the fuck out of my sight before I lose it!"
The man jumped in the cab and drove off.
"What the hell! Humans never change! Judging people you don't even know. What the hell! If he wasn't old, I should have broken his bones."
He turned away from looking. He was standing in front of a huge gate which was divided into two places. At the top of the gate, there was an inscription. Boldyville Estate. In the middle, there was a small but fancy building.
"Home, sweet home."
He chuckled, then walked towards the small building. A security post.
"Hey, stop there!"
There was a lanky middle-aged man walking out of the security post dressed in an official uniform. Damien stopped.
"The day is closing. You shouldn't be here. Didn't you read the news yesterday. Or do you want me to make a mess of you?"
The man said.
"Oh, a new face."
Damien nodded, then walked closer to the man.
"I understand that you don't know me. But then, can I speak to your boss?"
Damien said politely to the man. Suddenly, the man burst out laughing.
"Hey Dave, hurry out here."
The security officer called on top of his voice. Damien was wondering what was happening when another man walked out of the security post. He was quite younger than the first, but heavier.
"What's the matter? Another content creator?"
Dave asked, walking towards them.
"If he was only a content creator, wouldn't that be great? He's much of a clown added to his talent."
"What's that? What do you mean?"
Dave asked, getting to them.
"Go ahead and ask him."
Dave turned to Damien,
"What's the matter, young man?"
"Please can you show me to your boss? Your colleague does not seem to understand simple instruction."
Damien replied firmly.
"This little shit."
The first man had picked and offense, launching towards Damien. But Dave grabbed his arm.
"It's not quite easy to meet the boss. Not even the President can meet him at will. Now you understand why my colleague found your request really funny."
Dave explained.
"I guess there has been a misunderstanding here. I don't mean, the overall boss... I mean ---"
Damien sighed.
"Okay. You see that pink duplex..."
Damien pointed.
"Go tell the person there that Damien is here."
"What is wrong with this lad! Do you want to die? Who are you to order us around."
The elderly man had raised his hand to smack him.
"Easy on him."
Dave cautioned.
"Let me get this right, young man. What if I go to that penthouse right now and disturb the peace of the owner. And at the end of the day, they don't know who the hell you are. What should I do then?"
"Whatever you wish."
Damien answered. Dave kept a tough stern on Damien for a while.
"Come with me."
Dave led the way.
"Why are you condoning this proud jerk?!"
The elderly man kept showing his disapproval.
The two got to the front of the pink penthouse. That brought a shade of memory. The lady from the hall had created an illusion like this to deceive Damien back in the realm. But this time, he didn't have to doubt.
Dave stepped forward, walking towards the door. But then halted and turned to Damien,
"Are you sure you are doing this?"
He asked the last time.
"Why are you scared for me, Dave? Just do your job."
Damien was confident and eloquent. Dave got to the door and pushed the bell. The first, second, then at the third attempt, the VAS was activated, and a face came on the screen.
"What is the matter?"
Came a hurrying voice. Damien couldn't see the face from his position.
"Please, could you step out for a second?"
"You better have a good reason, Dave. Otherwise, you would be laid off like that slow wit."
The feminine voice was edgy.
"I promise."
After Dave's promise, there was a brief silence from the penthouse, and then the door was pushed open.
"Jada! It's---"
Damien choked when he saw the lady. She was all sweaty, towel clutched to half of her body, the rest of her body was hidden behind the door.
"Is she?"
Dave turned to Damien at once. Damien couldn't give a reply. He was shocked.
"Honey! Don't deny me this cum..."
A masculine voice came from behind the lady. The man got to the lady and pulled her back inside yelling,
"You crazy Dave!"
Slam!
Dave slowly turned to Damien who still didn't give a reaction.
"Is she the person you were talking about?"
Dave asked again, then Damien moved his head slowly.
"You crazy piece of shit."
Dave charged at him and slapped him across the face. Damien lost his balance, staggering to the back. Blood swelled at the corner of his lips.
"You are a dead meat today."
Dave lifted him over his shoulder and bundled him out of the Estate area. As Dave approached the gate, the elderly man was gloating,
"Didn't I tell you not to waste your time. I knew at the first glance that he is a joke! Can't you see how dressed he is. He must be one of those maniac content creators. His drone camera must be somewhere around. He must have done that to distract you and buy time."
Dave's jaws tightened.
"Is that true?"
He hurled Damien over his shoulders and Damien crashed against the tarred road.
"I should kill you for putting me through that."
Dave ran to him and kicked him a few times in the stomach.
"Do you have any idea the possibility of what would happen to me after this? They might sack me!!! I was dumb for listening to you. Now get up and scram!!!"
Dave screamed as though he would rip his throat open. Damien struggled to get on his feet. Immediately he got on his feet, the elderly man rushed to him and swept him off his feet again with a smooth kick.
Damien crawled to a length before getting back on his feet. He limped away, but slowly.
He was immune to those kind of beatings. And in no time, he would get back the energy. But for now, the pain lingered.
He turned to take a last glance at the estate. Then he limped away.
After a while, he saw a small pub. He saw a lady smoking by a pole and moved towards her. Immediately the lady saw him,
"No, not today. I don't have alms to give. Got enough problem too."
She said, walking away. Damien wasn't discouraged, He walked into the pub and saw an old man by himself. He limped to the man and leaned towards a seat.
"Excuse me, Sir. What date is it today?"
The man looked drunkily at him.
"What ar--re you? A college student who lost his memory? Fuck off, this is no school!"
The man swung his hand to hit him. But the man missed the target and knocked a bottle which in turn knocked a phone down. The light of the phone came on and Damien leaned forward.
He picked the phone up and looked,
NOVEMBER 23, 2045.
Reading the date, he staggered back.
"Give me my phone, here!"
The old man yelled drunkily and swung to snatch the phone but again missed and fell on his face.
"20 years?! 20 ye---"
Damien dropped on a seat, staring blankly into the air...
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Damien felt the scale fall of his eyes like a pair of glasses. He was on one knee, and his other knee pushed up. The position he was assuming was as though he was taking a sort of bow. When the realisation of recent events hit him, he quickly raised his head. He could feel no pain at all. He found himself in an empty white hall. The opulence and brightness of the hall was second to known. He couldn't really be sure what he had to take from this current state. But one thing that he knew for sure was the fact that he was no longer on the island. There was no part of the island that looked this way. Deep inside of him, he could feel that this hall felt like a familiar place. It was as though a remote part of him was trying so hard to reach a conclusion. Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. It was a wheezing sound which was followed by a sequence of laboured breathing. He turned around at once. He wanted to be cautious. Though he recalled that he had beaten and defeated the Samurai
[Ping! To the queen. Escort.]
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"He is here! He is here!"
It was morning. Damien was lying in bed. His eyes slowly opened. He shut them and then opened them again. He felt a certain change in his body. He felt very light and refreshed. He felt like a newborn baby. He tried to recall what had happened before he fell asleep. The last memory that raced through his mind was when he was bitting at a nipple as he felt his body go into a state of shock. He recalled that he felt relieved after a flood of juice poured from the cap of his D. He smiled at the memory. He had never felt that better in a while."They were like Jada into five places." He muttered. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He sat up at once. He sniffed for a while. "Why is there no smell? Why does everywhere smell like nothing happened at all?" He became suddenly alert. He picked up his phone and checked. 12P.M."Oh shit." He jumped off the bed. It was 12 pm! Why was he still in bed? He shouldn't be in bed at this time of the day. "Today is the party! I shouldn't be her
Oo la la
Damien didn't react in a weird way. It's been a while since he had sex. Whenever he felt horny he would jerk off occasionally. It wouldn't be a bad idea if he just let himself go for this one time. After all, he would need his head clear for what he wants to do tomorrow. The five ladies rubbed their warm body on him, but he couldn't feel much because he was still putting on clothes. It was warm bodies to his hard suit. "Come with us." The ladies urged. One lady held the left arm, another the right arm, two at the front and one at the back. For a sheer second, he almost mistook the ladies for bodyguards instead of workers. He used the palmprint, and the door was pushed open. He was led straight to the room. With just one finger, he was pushed into the king-sized comfy bed. "Just relax, cutie. You don't have to do anything. Just stay relaxed." One of the ladies said. He wasn't planning to struggle with them in the first place. There were a whole lot of ways to have fun, but he had
The Watchtower.
About an hour later, Damien was sitting in the adorned chair in the meeting hall. It was time for the meeting. There were distinguished men settled at the table with him. The men looked quite excited to see him. He, on the other hand, was worried about a number of things. ONLY IF I HAD THE MAP, ONLY IF I DO. He couldn't help but ponder this over and over again. "If you will, Mr Kevin. We will start the meeting now." A man said, leaning forward to the mic. Damien nodded at the man. He looked at each corner of the table. There was a generous number of men present. But he wasn't interested in counting them. "Forgive us for not asking about your experience while coming to the island. I know that you are a wealthy man who loves to travel a lot. You must have seen a lot of things, yet it would be lovely to know what your experience was." The man said, smiling at Damien. Looking at as many faces as he could, Damien could tell that the men were pleased with him. They were acting like d
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