Eternal Malediction
The three others turned to him, eyes sharp and serious like an eagle.
Lights flickered; a cold breeze (imagined or not) brushed the back of their necks.
Then, all at once, Roy, Kieran, and Brock lowered their faces into their shadow. Their eyes gleamed.
Tanaka realised he was cooked.
Slowly, perfectly in sync, each raised a hand, open-palmed, reaching towards Tanaka.
“What the hell?” Tanaka recoiled, the crinkling of his bag getting louder. “What what do you want from me?!”
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