the later events I'm about to tell exist between the day I met Smith and Monday.
I set on my chair in the shop and as usual the place was a ghost town well it's Monday what to expect guys, the same boring routine, clean shelves and glass, check the new boxes in case Bernard the guy who deliver everything to my shop forget to load something.
it was a normal day of a normal seller in the black market that's what I thought until a sound of vehicles get closer, in seconds an amount of angry people surrounded the shop from all directions, it was a F#### apocalyptic for me and more important for my little piece of heaven, the shop!
I activate all the defence system them catch a huge Henley weapon in my shoulder.
"come out you little thaget" Quintin yelled while he holds a an iron baseball bar, the mob follows his actions and give me a lot of sweet words(not really )some of them even mentions my mother in bad nicknames, screw you all!"I yelled from behind the protected glass of the entrance at all the hungry as##### who faced me, my challenging attitude make there behavior even worse, some of them start to throw garbage on the shop while others gives me juster of them cutting my throat if I come out, to be ounce with you, for a second,I feels like I was inside an old movie about zombies where the main characters die or turn to zombies one after the other until the last survivor somehow lost it and have a crazy idea include gazillion to blow the hall place which kills him and the zombies in the end of the film, smart touch directors!i mean seriously, who wrote that crap anyway?
Waite,I've missed the point here, where did I stopped, right! as I was saying the hall place was surrounded no road to escape, oh no! i'm not that stupid, ten months earlier and before the stupid Quintin give me his second threat that he'll make sure to close my little drugs place for good, I took my cautions and assurance the shop, you know just in case some angry mob like the one that rises of my window right now decide to turn my beloved shop into ashes, what?don't look at me like that !I'm not paranoid or something, oh right now back to action.
"come out you piece of ###"a sound I know yelled between the crowds, you can guess it, it's Fu### Quintin.
I push the radio button then spoke from the microphone.
"what the hell you went?"I yelled while my other hand holds the weapon tight, come on you all watched the film where the hero hide in a safe place that hasn't been attacked since ever but of course in the movie villains always find there way in, Oh screw you Jem Dayle I shouldn't read those comics with you.
well let me make it short for you what happened next is exchanging of nice words between me and mister Quintin (not really ) before he announced that his daughter has make suicide using a "SET"gun which brings all these hippies to my shop for one reason, to put it down once and for all.
I mean come on Camilla shoot herself! no chance this old man probably attacked her before she decide to use the"SET" to scare him but the old man nailed her, hold on!
the prophecy of the crazy homeless did happened, no it's just a coincidence
I thoughts to myself while the invasion began, the more they tried to get in the more my traps nailed them, i'll be ounce with you it was bloody war and I didn't have petty for no one but my shop you can't blame me I'm not a monster or a psycho as you probably thinks right now, let's see what you'll do when the one thing that gives your life a meaning is taking away from you maybe then we can talk about morals and mercy, piss off I'm not giving up my shop without a fight.
after two hours of gang war the security system failed down, huh, after all, machines has a limit just the same as humans even here in the future no one can say he have made the perfect piece of art.
"I'm roosted"i though to myself while the whole mob looks at me from behind the remains of the safety glass you can tell when it's time to have a plan "B" well I had that.
I rushed to the basement where my exit tunnel exists, I run as fast as I could while the sounds of Breaking in followed me like a fu#### ghost face in scream serie.
what can I say? I learned the lesson in the hard way never trust a f#### saint alcohol.
now ten miles to the west and after running for a long time here comes the exit's light.
"my shop! "I yelled with tears while my feet headed to the exit, what now? it's just a matter of time before they put a bounty on my head and...Oh my god mom! a part of me forsake to get back home and save here but...
"don't be stupid, it's the first place they'll go to!"I told myself while a shadow of a man get closer.
"it can't be! they found the hidden way! "I said then hide in the dark.
"now what?" seriously now what guys ?all I have is the SET gun sure it's good but not sure what use of it with all odds against me and Quintin will hang my head if he saw me.
"maybe if I surround myself they'll go easy with me, no way dummy head your alarm system killed some of them you think they'll go easy with that! "I thoughts to myself and while I was trying to make my decision his voice shout in the dark place "come on we have a long way to take now give me the gun"
holly shit the voice is familiar to me and for a second a comfortable feeling comes at me
"it's the crazy old traveler looks like I have a chance to escape from Quintin and his fellowship after all"i thoughts to myself but the idea didn't last long seriously guys I'm the most wanted criminal in the field wright now they have probably announced a huge bounty for my head and this man is no different than the others, he won't let this opportunity to get rich."
"no chance."I whispered then rises the S E T and yelled "back off."
the old man that I'll know later that his name is Smith didn't give an answer he just hands his left hand to me as a jester to give him the gun.
"haven't you heard me don't make me use force now move" i yelled and try to look as tuff as possible what can i say i'm such a drama queen!
""my threat went in vain...my voice found no aim"that's what fu#### Shakespeare​ would say if he were in my place here, the crazy old didn't move an inch although all my attempts.
so now what?i can just shoot this dumb a## and no one would ever knows but come on guys i'm not that cold.
"what do you want of me man?"i screamed then put the gun down, it said that the only way to convince a crazy person that he is crazy is to act crazier then him well i don't have time for this crap,dude! i have a dead line with execution here.