West does not wish me to tell you this.
But he has a weakness for cute animals it seems.
A few days ago I heard a mewing from the alleyway.
And there it was, a kitten.
A white and ginger ball of fluff.
Maybe two months old?
West took it in,
looked after it.
I do not think it likes me.
It scratched me.
So we have a pet.
I call it cat.
West calls it...
I do not recall what West calls it.
He calls it something else anyway.
I do not like cats much.
They play with their food.
I prefer animals that go for the throat.
A quick death is better than a laboured one.
Oh.
Also I was attacked
when I found the kitten.
Tore the stitches in my belly.
I do not recognise the attacker.
It was someone new,
maybe someone who thought
that a kitten is a perfect trap.
And it was a very good one.
We have moved on now.
Thursday, 11 October 2012
Monday, 1 October 2012
A loss
I have been through a lot.
I have killed to survive.
I have killed for others.
I have killed for myself.
Tau came here.
Met us.
He looks ancient.
He is balding, weakened greatly.
It is like he is withering away since he left the office.
I have to help him stand.
I asked him why he sent the letters.
That was what West told me.
He knew.
Tau said "To get you to know you."
A killer. To get me to know a killer.
Me.
I asked him who was Jules.
But he would not answer.
Whilst I was asleep,
wounded,
my duckling had gone off.
He was attempting to kill the highest.
He succeeded and he paid for it.
He paid for it with his life.
It is amusing.
Our plans are somewhat the same.
Only our outcomes will be so different.
They must.
I do not wish to die.
But serving the blur gives only one end.
I... It is getting less difficult.
I sometimes hear it said.
Normally it is garbled,
but if I listen hard.
Focus.
Sometimes they say "Sle
West here, we were downstairs when Ember just screamed like a fucking howler monkey, went foetal on the bed and passed out. McKay can't explain it. We talk about... Upper Management in a different name and Ember suddenly looks distracted. Calls it a humming in his ear, like a fly bouncing around in your brain.
I don't think it is safe for Ember to use that name. Tau said it happened last time.
Gotta go, Tau's calling a meeting. I'm not giving numbers, but more come each day.
None of us want to kill any more. None of us want to place our partner's ashes with the thousands that lie there already.
I have killed to survive.
I have killed for others.
I have killed for myself.
Tau came here.
Met us.
He looks ancient.
He is balding, weakened greatly.
It is like he is withering away since he left the office.
I have to help him stand.
I asked him why he sent the letters.
That was what West told me.
He knew.
Tau said "To get you to know you."
A killer. To get me to know a killer.
Me.
I asked him who was Jules.
But he would not answer.
Whilst I was asleep,
wounded,
my duckling had gone off.
He was attempting to kill the highest.
He succeeded and he paid for it.
He paid for it with his life.
It is amusing.
Our plans are somewhat the same.
Only our outcomes will be so different.
They must.
I do not wish to die.
But serving the blur gives only one end.
I... It is getting less difficult.
I sometimes hear it said.
Normally it is garbled,
but if I listen hard.
Focus.
Sometimes they say "Sle
West here, we were downstairs when Ember just screamed like a fucking howler monkey, went foetal on the bed and passed out. McKay can't explain it. We talk about... Upper Management in a different name and Ember suddenly looks distracted. Calls it a humming in his ear, like a fly bouncing around in your brain.
I don't think it is safe for Ember to use that name. Tau said it happened last time.
Gotta go, Tau's calling a meeting. I'm not giving numbers, but more come each day.
None of us want to kill any more. None of us want to place our partner's ashes with the thousands that lie there already.
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