The Devil is a Gentleman
“After the events of the last few days, the silence of my own apartment made me uncomfortable. I started the coffee and showered and dressed. I turned on the television, bracing myself for more bad news. I wasn’t disappointed.
A perky blonde woman with a wide smile and terrified eyes was sitting behind the anchor desk. Her cleavage jiggled as she spoke. “…and Congressman Dorrance is firm in his belief that the American citizens will be much safer after the arrests are completed. Abnormals on the Registry are encouraged to turn themselves in before the police scour the city. Homes and property will go towards beautifying the city. In other news…”
I clicked off the television and looked at my jacket, draped over the back of a kitchen chair. I reached in the pocket and pulled out the vial and sat down on the couch. I stared into it, turning it this way and that. It was metallic, almost. There was a sheen to it that my eyes couldn’t understand. It made me dizzy to look at it.
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