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The Mayhem
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Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Cloak
THE CAPTAIN'S TEAM have finally able to get a decent meal after travelling and after completing their month-long mission. The mission has opted for the team to eat mostly instant food as they need to focus on their mission rather than consume their time in cooking their meals. The team was occupied with their chitchat when a loud bang coming from the main door sounded. Blanche heave a sigh as she gently drop her utensils and excused herself. "You guys go ahead and continue with your meal. I'll go and check on it." Vixx glances at Blanche while Blanche rubs her temple. "Ah, do you want to come?" She glanced back and met Vixx's eyes. For some reason, Vixx wanted to say no, but still, she found herself following the latter. Clueless as she was, she remained silent until they reached the receiving area of the house. "Have you finished your job?" Blanche inquired which made Vixx confused, about to reprimand, she paused as she realized that the inqu
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Dagger
THE HAUNTING LAUGHTER vibrated through these rotten walls, transmitting shudders all the way down the spine of anyone who could hear this blood-curdling sound. The entire chamber resembles a disastrous outbreak that one can undergo; shards of glass that gleamed like a menacing confetti, ragged pages of books shattered like remnants of ashes, furniture splintered in a morbid display, and the tapestry of desertion exhibits as the cobwebs weave across every corner of the place. There's no denying it, this place is like an archaic mansion, once glorious, but now harboured in a festering darkness of its facade. The General's laughter ferociously erupted - it sounded like a symphony of madness that seemed to pierce within the fabric of reality. Lifting the shot glass, the residue of his sanity started to slosh within. "Lev Nenashev, you despicable fool," the General jeered at the newspaper in his hand, he could not contain his laughter which turned into an unholy refrain rever
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Solicitude
THE SERENE AND SOFT GLOW bathes the surroundings as the midday sun rises above the skyline. The rays of the sun pierce through the tall pine trees that often dotted the landscape from the view from afar, creating a play between shadows and light around the forest floor. The crisp air carries the cool freshness that definitely defines a Finnish morning. Blanche and her companions decided to go out to take a breather from everything that had happened in the past days. Being able to have a couple of months' worth of vacation, who are they not to enjoy the temporary freedom they have? "For Pete's sake, are we just going to stay inside this house?" Hyun Ah complained a couple of days way back after staying inside Blanche's mansion, doing house chores and God knows what. Blanche sneers as she proposes, "How about going to an amusement park? Sounds fun?" Hyun Ah's eyes seemed to sparkle as to what the Captain offered. "Are we really going to go there, Captain?"
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Delirium
THE NIGHT IS STILL young, yet the distinct pulse and rhythm of the crickets are now synchronized with the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore that adds up a serene backdrop to the crickets' sound. As the bonfire crackles and dances in the centre of their formation, it casts and flickers an amber-hued light that illuminates the faces of those who gathered around. The faces of these people gathered around are bathed in a warm and golden glow. Their expressions display a mixture of joy, anticipation, and unity as the flames reflect in their eyes. Laughter bubbles up and a cheering sound erupts spontaneously. Aracelli glanced at the location of the mansion near the shore, "I wonder if Captain and Venus are now sleeping." She mumbles as she drinks the beer from the can. "Don't worry about them, those two have a low alcohol tolerance so they'd rather sleep than get uncontrollably drunk," Athena responded as she reached out a slice of grilled meat and slowly ate it. Alexis sof
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Clandestine
THE OPEN ROAD ahead seems to represent her journey of independence in life as the coastal breeze swept off the Baltic Sea, carrying with it the tangy scent of salt and adventure. The sun hung low, casting a warm, golden hue on the road ahead. Straddled on her sleek, matte-black motorcycle on the service road along Helsinki's picturesque beach shore, the Captain couldn't help but to feel a rush of exhilaration. The moment of her solitude was suddenly interrupted by the distant growl of two approaching cars. Blanche glanced in her side mirror, she raised an eyebrow as the two viper-green coloured Audi A4 sedan, ominously tinted windows concealing their occupants, closed in on her tail. "What now?" Blanche chuckled as she throttled and changed gears to increase her speed. She softly laughed as her mind raced, the road had been her constant companion throughout the years, and she already memorized every corner of the road like the back of her hand - the twist
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Veiled
THE PAST UNFURLED like an ancient scroll. Memories that were long dormant in the recesses of her mind came to life with vivid clarity. A gentle breeze whispered through the night, and she felt the warmth of a loved one's presence behind her. The sensation of a loving embrace enveloped her as a whisper from her lover guided her vastness of mind into a labyrinth of memories. Standing on the grassy hill, under a star-studded sky, she stretches her arms up high as if trying to reach the heavens. "You're so adorable doing that," Jupiter whispers to Aerith's ear and gives a peck on her cheeks while still hugging her from behind. Aerith sighs as she removes Jupiter's hand and turns around to see her lover's face. Reaching for Jupiter's face, she caresses it and lightly pinches it. "It sucks to be with me, right, Jupiter?" Brows arched, Jupiter clicks her tongue and softly flicks Aerith's forehead. "You silly! If it is about your father, worry not, I won't force yo
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Fallout
AMIDST THIS DIMLY lit chamber, a once-vibrant soul now teetered on the precipice of madness. Eyes were once filled with life and hope and had turned into hollow windows of a fractured mind. Tattered remnants of sanity floated in the abyss of gaze, like fragile leaves caught in the relentless storm. The room itself contributes to her losing count of her surroundings, the stone cold walls bearing to witness unspeakable horrors that she had been through. The faint drip of water echoed like a maddening metronome; measuring out the agonizing passage of time that she spent inside this torture chamber. Just how long has it been since that incident had happened? The rusty chains that bound her had become an extension of her own torment, biting into her wrist and ankle, leaving infected wounds and bruises. Her hair, once a cascade of silk and sun-kissed beauty, now hung in tangled, matted strands around her face; gone was the lustrous sheen, replaced by a dull, gr
Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Unmasking Deceit
STARING AT the records spread before him, the General's laughter echoed in the dimly lit room, a bitter and angry sound. The glass in his hand felt like a fragile vessel for his frustration, its surface showing subtle signs of strain. His mission, born from the feigned ambush of the Emersons, had unfolded seamlessly. Hiding Lucien, a once-simple task, now revealed unforeseen complexities. When had the tide turned against him? When had each step led him astray? Eradicating his brother has been a straightforward task. The General knew he could triumph over the former General by employing some underhanded tactics. After all, his brother had married into a legacy—that he couldn't afford but to get envious. "Just pull the strings, play the cards in your favour," the General muttered to himself, the amber liquid flowing into his glass. Victory, he believed, was within reach—total and absolute! The General downed the liquor in one swift motion, emitting a low groa
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- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Janus-Faced
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Clash of Convictions
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Melancholic Echoes
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Blossoming Bond
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Towering Rage
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Shadow's Deception
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Upshot
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Unmasking Deceit
- Catch-22: To Die Is To Live Hard The Fallout
