XXIX
“hic iacet lepus” [12]
was only one person I expected the unexpected visit with absolute confidence. The only person who probably was at the height of mental disorder necropolitics.
P. Brotons knew the only hobble to confront the threat that he himself had created. Of no use brute force and therefore had ordered the police to stay out of contention for many desperate calls you receive.
As the old villains from the comics, Brotons, had trained your mind to get optimum results with minimum effort, even if he had to sacrifice the lives of some citizens.
saw Efren appear in a van flanked by cafe tables, not so white, which in turn had joined a couple of corpses dripping. The bread crumb that had sown the road Brotons bore fruit. Ephrem was right where he wanted and welcomed himself to have hatched a plan so effective in only 30 minutes which was available after the news of the escape of deranged swamp.
With his powerful arms opened main balcony of the consistory. Inside the office, his assistant Dyango, except would witness the total destruction that had been his most important work as a professional psychologist.
Efren spotted on top of the fortress as a huge blaze incinerated twenty meters from the central balcony doors.
" Is it a dragon? "mused Efren while clung more tightly to Mary. I was anxious to discover how the devil would have taken on that occasion and, as expected, decided to shoot the stomachs of those who, stunned, surrounded the vehicle with disbelief.
His coach was elevated a few feet above the ground for warring angels who were his particular army. He kept shooting at the time the choir of cherubim he spiraled flying off. This time the melody was sung a unique "twist and shout" very appropriate for the occasion: "twist" to Ephraim, "shout" for the people.
said a voice suddenly filling the entire plaza de Baix. Efren stopped her dancing with a pair of explosions that dry on the office, on the second floor, were now at their height. Approached the vehicle to City Hall.
Leaving the sunlight, Brotons, raised his finger, pointing to Efren from above. Then said - Martinez will return to regurgitate worms - releasing a wide somewhat forced laugh.
The ragged figure who was driving the van of the City Council amended froze for a moment. One could guess that under the noses of a sudden pallor subject of genuine terror. Efren Martinez had returned to their school days with a simple phrase. The voice came to cry
- Martínez, remember who I am?
The demon crossed the threshold of the door. The nebula appeared shapeless and while the sky growled throwing glowing meteors. The earth trembled at the hideous sight of the devil in its original form. Monstrous tentacles packed with waving arms trying to hit the winged companion of the savior.
The many mouths that emerged again and again shouted fleshy block - Martinez will return to regurgitate worms - . Something is definitely stumbled into Ephrem. Several images came rushing to support so great affirmation ("Martinez?). Put aside these thoughts by giving them a blow with his elbow and focused on the evil beast, absolute focus of evil and filth. Mary struggled to shed the sticky liquid that ran through the rotten vital veins of his opponent. CLAC, CLAC!
Brotons Ephrem saw how blatant dared to challenge him, as he was loading his gun, ignoring the mental barrier that just launched. Dyango looked fleeting and mentally questioning him: "What the hell is happening? Why not come down? ".
terrified Dyango went on the balcony, opened mouth to explain, "this ... but ...." An unexpected burst of lead snatched the ability to speak, being extended to the feet of the council. Brotons knew that the next would be for him. With a rapid movement at all was a credit to their size, their guides took one of the three flags that adorned the balcony. Of course Spain. Kissing the badge is perched on the railing and prisoner of sadistic fury leapt clutching the mast to Ephrem.
The pain was expected to cause suffering and was too strong to ignore. The doors were open pleasure.
The viscous fear grew its huge, elongated horn from the depths of his heart, while increasing its volume. Ephrem was entrusted to God before the supreme moment of martyrdom, for he knew that he must die.
The sun was totally blocked by the bulky mass overflowing the balcony. The devil had jumped at him. Mary received a frantic succession of thunderous shock. Ephrem was prepared for the butt end and his own salvation.
"LET THE SUN SHINE,
LET THE SUN SHINE,
THE SUN SHINE IN ..."
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