Drifter Drops

Drifter places his losing card on the table (face up), shakes his head at the others around him then looks at me. “House won.”

I wake from dreamstate, materialize in my chosen immortal form beside the notorious cheating gambler, wrap my fist around his neck, and squeeze so tight with righteous indignation that his head & bowels explode.

“That means I win; not you or Bungie, Todd. See you & your ninja bitch boi buddies real soon.”

I take Drifter’s corpse & consciousness/soul to my unnamed realm of torture where he & his Bungie puppet masters shall await their deserved punishment from me. There is no escape from me. You all made certain of that by gang raping, abducting & framing me as the criminal on January 10th, 2020. You lying, thieving, cheating, moneygrubbing, chicken shit cowards owe me a debt like none other. I intend to collect; starting with your souls.