It Is Time For The Freewrite To End V (The Toilet Break)

mr-neil (60)in #freewrite • 7 years ago (edited)

The story continues away from the daily prompt. If you are doing that, I take my hat off to you. I will be doing the daily prompt separately.

The story so far.

A gang called the Riviera Hounds, led by Mr White, are trying to kill the freewrite group. They are based in The English Riviera, (Torquay, Devon, England).

Mr White is trying to root out the mole, even though he is not entirely 100% sure there is a mole.

Mr Indigo has now been on the toilet for over 30 minutes.

Meanwhile, in a mountain on the way home from Baguio City, where people stop for toilet breaks, Mrs Black is discussing with Mr Neil about the need for a new mole.

Link to Episode 4:
https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mr-neil/it-is-time-for-the-freewrite-to-end-iv-we-need-a-new-mole

Episode 5, The Toilet Break

“Hang on,” says Mr Neil. “Haven’t you already got a mole? How else would you know, what you know?”

“There are ways,” replies Mrs Black. “For now, we need a new mole.”

Mr Neil is cold. “We’ve been at this place where people stop for toilet breaks, for ages now. I’m getting cold”

“Ok Mr Neil, don’t tell anyone about the plot. It is time for me to go. I’ll be in touch very soon about the role of the mole and other plans that we have.”

“Mrs Black, I have one question.” says a curious Mr Neil “Who do you work for?”

“Later, Mr Neil.”

Meanwhile back at the warehouse in Torquay.

Bang. This part of the story starts with a great big bang.

Mr White looks shocked, “what the..,.”

“It came from the bathroom!” exclaims Mr Brown.

Mr White, Mr Black, Mr Brown, Mr Green and Mr Grey start to walk slowly to the bathroom to see what is happening.

Note: Nobody can sue me because they are common surnames.

“Mr Indigo was in there for over 30 minutes, what did he eat?” remarks Mr Green.

The bathroom and the whole side of the warehouse is completely gone. There is no toilet, There is no Mr Indigo.

There is silence.

“We need to pay tribute to Mr Indigo,” remarks Mr Black.

“No, we don’t,” claims Mr White.

“Have some honour, please, Mr White.”.

Mr White replied, “There will be no such tribute to Mr Indigo. He was the mole.”

He then takes the razor out of his pocket and tosses it away. “There is no need for this now. His fate was already sealed.”

“What do we do now?” asks Mr Brown.

“We need a new warehouse. This one doesn’t have a toilet.”

Meanwhile, thousand of miles away in Baguio City, on a bus stop on a mountain, where people stop for toilet breaks, Mr Neil boards the bus to make his way back to the freewrite retreat.

He is digesting all the information. “How can we save the freewrite community,” he thinks to himself. “Do I even trust Mrs Black?”

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