Cnc Novelas e Histórias

“I’m dying.” “What the fuck?” The tone in Minus’s voice immediately shifted from anger to concern. I gasped, my hand reflexively covering my mouth. “I have CRC.” “What the hell is that?” Minus asked with a slight drawl. Evidence of his time spent in Savannah. “Jesus, Minus, you sound like a goddamned hillbilly,” Cutter said with a chuckle. “Colorectal cancer,” Warthog sang out, in a mock country singer voice, to a cheery tune that did not fit the lyrics.

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

Helpless plunge my being as another series of self-destructive and depressing thoughts ran through my head. To distract me, I peered around the room taking in the interior. The room was generously large with a Royal-size fancy bed pushed against the wall opposite the bedroom door with an ottoman at the edge and with nightstands on either side of it. A 70 inch or maybe bigger Tv was mounted to the left side of the wall where the bedroom door was framed.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

"Fucking Karen is around, though." As soon as I hear him say Karen I know right away that I can trust him. Karen is a code word Carter and I came up with for when we know we're being watched but we can't figure out by who. Trying to remain calm, I keep walking down the tunnel, trying to think of how to play this now. "Alright then. I'll give you a call after I grab her. We'll figure it out then. Try to get away, Carter. This shit is serious."

In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped. NO. To be continued.......

an old man sang his joy away. Murai cleaned his face with his palm. He hurled the decapitated head away, and it landed on the ground, rolling over and over again. He ran down to join his brothers in gyration. They danced in excitement, swinging their hands in a dance of honor for a man due for it. When they were tired, they settled down on the ground, anticipating an explanation of what had just happened. Murai was ready to tell them. He still couldn’t believe it himself. What had just happened? Now that the adrenalin had finished pumping, he was faced with the reality of his actions.

Nodding Dax smirked, “They are vermin Groban, nothing more,” Narrowing his eyes Groban nodded once, “Well I like keeping that which is mine clean, fed and with me at all times. Do you have a problem with that?” Shrugging Dax stepped back widening his eyes before turning to walk away.

"The only condition is that everything will be done on CNC's terms." I tried to understand what he meant, but Adolphus's words were stiffened. "Can you explain?" I asked, my brows furrowed in confusion. Adolphus's eyes locked onto mine. "CNC will make the most rules here, and nothing will be done to change that." He paused, letting his words sink in. "We'll dictate the terms, and the DLC will have to adapt."

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *