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Vile part 39

The police are uncomfortable, especially Ryan Summers, whose normal Sunday routine is to sleep in until noon, wake up and eat a bowl of fruit loops with his kids, then watch cartoons for a while. But this Sunday is different, … Continue reading

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Vile part 36

Waking up from the best night’s sleep he’s had in years, our villain stretches his arms and yawns to ZERO, “Status report.” “What is this? Star Trek?” the supercomputer asks sarcastically. When Mortimer scowls in response, ZERO continues. “The police … Continue reading

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Vile Part 35

The bright fires and penetrating sounds of sirens die away as the helicopter chops its way across Last Kale, but as Mortimer nears his home, he finds more. Apparently the police had seen fit to raid his house while he … Continue reading

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Vile Part 32

But there are no gigantic, falling rocks that chase our villain to rapid closing doors. As he leaves the building, nothing stirs. Mortimer expects to hear a distant groan of a bleeding guard, but they have all passed to the … Continue reading

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Vile Part 19

And for a while, our villain is content. Flames dance in his eyes as he looks at the building below, and though the helicopter’s gyrating blades make them impossible to hear, he can still imagine the screams from below, the … Continue reading

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Vile Part 18

No wonder the police had never caught him in any of his crimes; the precinct was a resort for learning-impaired bonobos. Breaking out had been as easy as shooting the man in front of him, barging into Mr. Brick’s office, … Continue reading

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Vile Part 17

After the gunshot, a brief silence pervades the police station. Then, the man’s body hits the floor and the entire place erupts in a magma of bodies. A police officer approaches Mortimer, a gun held steadily in his hands. “Put … Continue reading

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