Post by Eric “The Rage” Smith on Jun 21, 2021 19:35:34 GMT -5
The soft sounds of birds chirping are heard. Trees, green grass and the sounds of nature engulf the scene. As the sun slowly begins to peak over the east, it becomes apparent that this is a park of some kind. Void of most of its normal human occupants. With the exception of a few people running by the camera. Which is conveniently tucked away in a tree and moving around surveying the area. It deliberately stops on a bench. Moments later a man wearing unbranded workout clothes walks up and sits on the bench. He's unremarkable in every way. Slight build and short dirty blond hair. With the exception of his eyes. The camera zooms in on his face and you can see them to be grey and darting around the park, as if looking for hidden dangers. A moment later a man also in workout clothes strolls up and sits down on the bench. Brandon Bash. he takes a swig from a water bottle and leans back into the bench.
Brandon Bash: Sorry for the early morning meeting, but with what's going on I need your expertise.
The man next to him grunts and nods. His eyes dart to a female jogger passing by and then he turns his attention to Bash.
Unknown Man: I need everything you have, even the mask and the letter that he left. I need all the info you have on Wilmer. As “wacky” as he is, it doesn't mean he's not dangerous. And when I say everything, I mean everything. Names, numbers, acquaintances, mutual and none. I need to know his habits, likes and dislikes. It's all pertinent. The video that came out, this man “Egar” needs to have a name put to him. Once I have all leads and pertinent information I should be able to put something tangible together.
Brandon Bash looked slightly annoyed.
Brandon Bash: Should?! Jesus fucking Christ Lewis! Should! I don't throw you scraps. I throw you the whole fucking cow! And for what? Should?!
Brandon now has his finger on Lewis’s chest who now looks slightly annoyed and holding back anger. As Lewis begins to speak again, he's cut off by Bash.
Brandon Bash: No, listen to me. I have kept you on salary in between jobs. I then pay you on top of the salary. Should?! No! Do fucking better. I don't care how many laws we have to break. I don't care who has to be hurt or if we have to pull strings or coerce it out of someone! Shove some money down peoples cock holes if you have too. I needed information a week ago. I have an empire to maintain and expand!
Lewis nods and walks away and does so with a purpose. Brandon lets out a sigh and he closes his eyes and leans his head back. Music can be barely heard in the background and Brandon opens his eyes and looks around as the lyrics play.
Undo these chains, my friend
I'll show you the rage I've hidden
Perish the Sacrament
Swallow, but nothing's forgiven
You and I can't decide
Which of us was taken for granted
Make amends
Some of us are destined to be outlived
Brandon Bash: Ugh. I can't even enjoy five seconds outside without some asshole being around.
Brandon puts his phone back into his pocket and appears to be getting ready to leave when his phone's notification sound goes off. He pulls his phone out and opens the message. The camera zooms in on the screen and you can see a picture of Lewis with what appears to be a broken nose and is unconscious.
Another picture pops up on his screen.
Brandon Bash: Sorry for the early morning meeting, but with what's going on I need your expertise.
The man next to him grunts and nods. His eyes dart to a female jogger passing by and then he turns his attention to Bash.
Unknown Man: I need everything you have, even the mask and the letter that he left. I need all the info you have on Wilmer. As “wacky” as he is, it doesn't mean he's not dangerous. And when I say everything, I mean everything. Names, numbers, acquaintances, mutual and none. I need to know his habits, likes and dislikes. It's all pertinent. The video that came out, this man “Egar” needs to have a name put to him. Once I have all leads and pertinent information I should be able to put something tangible together.
Brandon Bash looked slightly annoyed.
Brandon Bash: Should?! Jesus fucking Christ Lewis! Should! I don't throw you scraps. I throw you the whole fucking cow! And for what? Should?!
Brandon now has his finger on Lewis’s chest who now looks slightly annoyed and holding back anger. As Lewis begins to speak again, he's cut off by Bash.
Brandon Bash: No, listen to me. I have kept you on salary in between jobs. I then pay you on top of the salary. Should?! No! Do fucking better. I don't care how many laws we have to break. I don't care who has to be hurt or if we have to pull strings or coerce it out of someone! Shove some money down peoples cock holes if you have too. I needed information a week ago. I have an empire to maintain and expand!
Lewis nods and walks away and does so with a purpose. Brandon lets out a sigh and he closes his eyes and leans his head back. Music can be barely heard in the background and Brandon opens his eyes and looks around as the lyrics play.
Undo these chains, my friend
I'll show you the rage I've hidden
Perish the Sacrament
Swallow, but nothing's forgiven
You and I can't decide
Which of us was taken for granted
Make amends
Some of us are destined to be outlived
Brandon Bash: Ugh. I can't even enjoy five seconds outside without some asshole being around.
Brandon puts his phone back into his pocket and appears to be getting ready to leave when his phone's notification sound goes off. He pulls his phone out and opens the message. The camera zooms in on the screen and you can see a picture of Lewis with what appears to be a broken nose and is unconscious.
Brandon Bash: What the fuck…
Another picture pops up on his screen.
Brandon Bash stands up.
Brandon Bash: No..
Another message pops up with a link.
Brandon Bash: This is stupid..
Brandon pushes the link
Brandon Looks shook now and abruptly his phone rings and the screen says NO CALLER ID. He hesitates as the phone rings ten times. Once he accepts the call, a live video call starts. No person can be seen, just the live footage from the camera in the tree. Brandon looks around and sees the camera above him in the tree. The call ends and Brandon Bash immediately walks away towards a row of cars. The camera feed cuts out but immediately comes back on and this time it's inside the car. Brandon unlocks the car as his phone rings. Once he starts the ignition, the speakers blare the devil and I again. Brandon loses it and turns the radio off and grabs his seat belt. As he pulls the belt across his chest, the same mask that was seen before is attached. Brandon stares at it in disbelief before throwing it out of the window. A notification message sounds again from his phone. Brandon puts his head on the steering wheel and sighs. As he opens his phone, a link to another video is shown and he presses it.
Egar, the masked man in a suit, is seen on the screen. The screen is staticy and disoriented. Once again his voice sounds off as he speaks.
EGAR: You looking for me? You just fancy yourself a hunter Bash. You may have caught some small fish in your time but, you never could catch an apex predator like me. The world that you know and live in is nothing compared to the reality of mine. I know where you are, where you will be and who you will be with. You sent a house cat to do a lion's bidding. Poor Lewis won't be right for sometime.The money and power that you possess is irrelevant.. Because this devil is here to haunt and torment you. Be seeing you.
The speakers in the car begin to blare the music again as Brandon frantically begins to punch the radio in the car as the scene fades to black.
So step inside, see the devil in I
Too many times, we've let it come to this
Step inside, see the devil in I
I know you'll find your answers in the end
Step inside, see the devil in I
You'll realize I'm not your devil, anymore
Too many times, we've let it come to this
Step inside, see the devil in I
I know you'll find your answers in the end
Step inside, see the devil in I
You'll realize I'm not your devil, anymore