QUARTRAINIUM 92: Can you hear the roar of fury? The anger in the night?
Intimidation and scorn arrive by messenger, the roadways are clear for 4 more weeks - and then a massive storm washes away 2 bridges. That sordid home, inhabited by whores and thieves, cannot be lit aflame until the last angel returns to Heaven. Then God, with wisdom, passes judgment on a fallen land and the amber waves turn yellow and diseased.
The island is clear, as glass and frozen sea, dust and barren waste where once there were revelers and joyful families and other mocking filth; a great wind cannot come soon enough to wash away this trash. The city of GREEN SLIME takes pride in its hubris ... celebrating its stool with every crap.
The glove was left 56 feet from the entrance, 8 women remember its touch, a murderer is free in Baltimore - bloody footprints in the snow. The commission meets and decides that there is nothing to be heard in the voices of uncanny mice and children. Rat infested buildings, whores chased by wild dogs in the streets, several drams of blood stains the entrance to St. Stephens.
Council held, a brokered deal, and money exchanged - but the ORANGUTAN stands tall, in secret, with orange beams of hot energy ... stripper poles and KY jelly.
"There are CANNIBALS in the SCHOOL!", but none listened as the madman ran naked through the park. Uncle JEB simply passes time, drinks his beer, and passes gas as well ... the elderly couple is found dead near the 7-Eleven Store.
Be wary of visitors - especially those that wear the dark cloak of hate.
