I was invited to participate in a collaborative chain story and this is my contribution.
Collaborative Chain Story
Group A
(September 2016 Edition)
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FORMACIÓN • SEPTEMBER 01,
2016
ANONYMOUS OCTOBER
29,
2016
Manuel F. Carro
Time to lose, is it what Rosco did
not have at all?. Yes, that was right. He could not, he should not, he would
not waste any other second because he was most impressed by the terrible morning wake: an unknown
disagreeable masked guy, that red box, that
packet of cigarettes
,that horrible clown, that terrifying message, the
ammount of money. What on earth did those people think he coud do to get the
money, to save his dearest Johnson, to defend his life
? A
poor accountant, that Amanda, that singing with
Johnson and that terrible, that disabling, that paralyzing doble vision wiht
such an unbearable headache.....He went straightaway into his kitchen, he made coffee. Later, he opened
the cupboard. Then ,he took out the most scentful piece of that delicatessen
called in Spain, "Jamón Ibérico". Ham was not a good enough good term to translate that glorious delicatessen. Next, he cut two almost transparent slices and ate them
up. The scent, the taste, the aroma took both the double vision and the headache away. They disabling symptons had just disappeared and now
he had to something serious about the kidnap....
