Monday, October 19, 2015

Dubious Arrangement: Day 16

Word Count: 96,025

Summary of Events:
Greyson began exacting his revenge by attacking the next gangster who came in to beat him and then began terrorizing the gangster. A second gangster came in and Greyson succeeded in doing the same to him — eventually convincing them both that he'd accidentally been killed and returned as a vicious, vengeful ghost. While Greyson was sleeping a third gangster came in to beat him and got him caught in his flashlight beam so he couldn't sneak attack . . .

Excerpt of the Day:
""Keep the light on him!" one of the gangsters hissed. "We'll get him!"
"Who's there?" the gangster with the light called loudly.
"WG and OS," the one Greyson was pretty sure was the first gangster he'd captured replied.
"What are you two still doing in here?" the gangster with the light asked.
"Just keep the light on him or you'll find out," the second gangster said.
Greyson readied himself for their attack. He could just barely make them out in their corner. The flashlight reflecting off the wood made them a little bit easier to pick out, especially because they weren't wearing black anymore.
One of them started toward him. Greyson readied himself and surged out at the gangster before the gangster was ready. He pinned the gangster's arms to the floor with his knees and and slugged him with lefts.
The other gangster jumped at him, but Greyson was ready and threw the gangster off of his shoulders. Getting off of the first gangster, Greyson went over to the other one and cleaned his clock with some good lefts, along with a couple of knees.
"Where are you?" the gangster with the light asked.
Greyson looked over his shoulder and saw the light flashing around frantically.
"He's here!" the gangster underneath Greyson cried.
"Where?" the gangster with the light asked.
Greyson scurried off of the gangster and evaded the flashlight's beam skillfully.
"He was right here!" the gangster cried. "He's gone now. We need to find him."
"What happened to you?" the gangster with the light asked, having found his comrade.
"He's vicious," the gangster in the light replied. "You have to find him or you're going to be the same way."
"Where is he?" the gangster with the light cried, starting to shine it around with incredible urgency.
Greyson snuck up silently behind the gangster with the light and stayed directly behind him as he spun around in a complete circle, shining his light around the room. He waited for the gangster to stop moving.
"He's right behind you!" one of the other gangsters cried in a panic.
The gangster with the light whirled around, but Greyson managed to whip around him and keep out of sight. Several times the gangster tried to whip around faster than Greyson, but Greyson was equal to the task every time.
"Is he glued to me or something?" the gangster with the light cried.
"It must be because he's a ghost," one of the other gangsters replied. "We think someone accidentally killed him and now he haunts this place and has turned into a terrible monster."
"A ghost!" the gangster with the light cried. "But he looked like a real person to me!"
"Ghosts can appear in a lot of different forms," one of the other gangsters said.
"I don't like ghosts!" the gangster with the light cried. "I'm getting out of here!"
Greyson stepped back several paces before briskly striding forward and giving the gangster with the light a roundhouse kick to the head."

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