I was walking forward with the fire torch like a sex deprived female ghost from a bollywood movie and Johnson was moving back like he was the caraman filming the movie.
The other guards were waiting for an opening to attack —like penguins waiting to enact revenge from Humans for making dustbins out of their body shape—and I won’t give them that.
Jack’s dead body was in front of and I was planning on lifting it but then, the System called an idiot and told to ask Jack about Johnson’s mind.
I did that and asked Jack about it and the ghost told what Johnson was thinking about...
"Infinite night stands with you until you can’t take it anymore and start biting his tool in anger. He is the final boss of a prostitute’s custor!"
"... What the actual shit?!" I exclaid. "He is thinking that far about ?"
Jack shook his head. "It’s not that far. He is seeing himself doing that in the next three or four hours."
"That soon? At least let brush my teeth, man."
At that, Johnson shrugged. He acted like an innocent robber who only robbed a bank but referred it as a loan without the paperwork.
"Don’t act like you are innocent, bastard." I barked, raising the fire torch. "I have fire. You won’t be able to co near . This fire for you is like feminists during War—you both won’t co near it and send n instead."
Johnson grinned.
"I don’t need to co near you as well."
My frown deepened. It deepened so hard one might mistake it for a queen bee’s pussy.
But what did Johnson an by that? Did he give up on ? ... Nah. He fantasized too much to give up now. So what is it then?
I glanced at Jack.
Jack t my eyes. "No. He is only thinking about you. His mind is filled with the thought of filling you right now. He wants you more than Malthus could ever want. If soone loved like that, I would have given up on clothes forever."
I squinted my eyes. "When he hypothetically proposed to you, you said you would rather give birth from your mouth."
"Alright. Correction—If soone handso and rich loved like that, I would have given up on clothes forever."
"... Dude, I troll won for being a gold digger, for even sneezing, and you are out here breaking the molds. I am glad you are a ghost. If you were a man I would have been called a hypocrite for not making fun of you."
"Everyone has their preferences and you should not worry about right now. Focus on Johnson."
Shit. Right.
I forgot about that.
Johnson had said he doesn’t need to co near at all.
"What do you an by that? How will you catch without coming near ? Your guards aren’t attacking as well. I am not a pokemon so you can’t just throw a ball from far away."
Johnson smiled. "You are right about many things that you said, honey boy. My guards aren’t attacking you, I am stepping back, you are right. This is your win however you see it. The mont you lit up that fire, you won. However... you should have not forgotten the ans by how you lit that fire."
I furrowed my brows.
From sugar boy he upgraded to honey boy. If I had a diabetes system, I would be drowning in XPs by now.
But forget it... he said sothing about the ans by which I lit this fire.
I stared at the fire torch and pondered about it. The last ti I pondered this hard about sothing was after I had hit the limit of 6 tis a day. I was pondering whether to make it seven or not, by the way. I an, if you are not in post nut clarity all the ti, you are in pre nut delusion.
So, the ans I used to light this fire was...
Fcuk.
"Behind you, pal!" Jack shouted but I had figured it out before his shout.
However, my reaction ti beca like those won whom I had groped and ran away before they could scream or want more as I only managed to move slightly to my right.
The next second, soone jumped on from behind—like the husbands of those won I had groped—but since I had already moved, the person landed on the fire torch instead of , making it fly off from my hands and landing on Jack’s dead body’s chest once more.
It was a man who did that and I rember that bald head.
It was the sa guard that Johnson had thrown before, the sa guard who made the fire possible.
I thought he was unable to move, he had crashed on the wall like the shot of my sperm after controlling myself for three whole hours.
The guard was squirming in pain when I had used his head for fire. He was out for good. I had completely forgotten about him as he didn’t look dangerous at that ti.
But now he was the most dangerous of them all—like an only black man in an orgy.
Johnson must have thought about this guard at the last mont as Jack warned just in ti.
He didn’t have any weapon on him, he wasn’t a Human just like other guards and he was stronger than in all the ways. He was tall, burly, muscular, dripping with testerone. He was like a mouse who ate steroid flavoured cheese mixed and now beca the bully in his local mouse community.
He had jumped on with full force but since I had moved away, he couldn’t control his speed and fell right on Jacks’ dead body like a necrophilia practitioner.
Johnson couldn’t care less about the bald guard as he had done his work. He successfully made let go of the fire torch.
My legs also trembled, my throat went parched but before I could panic more...
"AaaaaaAAAAAaa!!"
A painful scream resounded in the narrow corridor and following it, a blast of light erupted from a few steps in front of .
I would have mistaken it for the lights of police sirens as they used to arrive whenever kids scread for sothing as simple as coming towards them... in my basent.
Everyone tensed up and when I finally figured out what happened, a huge stone lifted off from my chest. I felt like a boyfriend of a fat woman who just ca down from him after doing the 69.
The bald guard had fallen on Jack’s dead body but before him, sothing else had fallen on Jack’s dead body as well.
The fire torch.
Between the bald guard and the dead body was the fire torch like a cactus between the boobs of a nature loving woman and instead of the fire torch being extinguished, this ti it decided to help .
It put the bald guard on fire.
The guard freaking lit up in flas!
I finally saw the panicked expression on Johnson’s face and that gave pleasure beyond asure. I felt like a suicide bomber in a crowded street.
Earlier I had only one fire torch but now I have a walking fiery man. Johnson must be shit scared of this now.
The bald guard scread in agony as he stood up.
He flayed his hands in the air—like a baby who just found out he had a flat chested mother—crying for help and I won’t miss this chance.
Before the bald guard could turn around and walk towards , I raised my leg and with all my power kicked on his back.
As a result, the guard stumbled and fell on one of the guards and the next second...
All hell broke loose... like a sex deprived woman finally squirting after lying on a railway track just in ti for the train to arrive.
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