.
A dark feeling… took hold of me… I hope everything is fine in the spaces—
"Master Joe… has been killed."
Ah…
Joe?
Killed?
How?
Joe… Joe…
"Have you received certain news?" a voice thundered from the sky.
I felt my heart fall into darkness.
Something was torn from it… something precious… something beyond value.
"So, how many pieces of bad news have reached you?" said the blond master.
I raised my head… I didn't understand what he meant… but it wasn't good. Not at all.
"What do you mean?" I said.
"How many of your friends have been killed… do you know the number?"
"What does he mean…?" I muttered inwardly… then my thoughts began to connect.
"That's impossible!" a scream of rage burst from my mouth without awareness.
"You bastard… I'll rip his head off and split it in half!"
The master didn't respond… my threats meant nothing to him.
He laughed loudly and said:
"You'll follow them as well."
Suddenly—
He raised his hand… and a small iron needle appeared.
Swoooosh—
