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| Nova Decapita | Aug 23 2015, 03:13 PM Post #1 |
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Escher, Lorráine, Decapitane La Ville Bidon Escher is a popular tourist destination, famed for almost white beaches and turquoise seas. What they don't tell you in the brochures, however, is that much of the city is a criminal haven. They call this haven the Ville Bidon - the Tin Town, named for its industry, and because a 'bidonville' is a slum. In the Ville Bidon, down in the kind of place where the graffiti covers streets of houses at a time, sat a very angry man. His name was Niko Adeler. Two months ago he had chosen to migrate from a city in the former Bruvalkia - first a fine nation, then an anarchy, now a gear in the expanding mechanism of Zaliviya. Current events had forced him to escape the country. He had hoped to get to Gilead, but he had no passport, he had run out of money, and was now stuck in this shack of a house. It was 6:45 am. Time to go. He had a minimum-wage job in a fast food joint, and wanted to be there on time. If he lost his job, he knew he could not get another one. So, he got up, and walked through the netting that was hung in place of a door. 10 minutes later, he had arrived. There was a very obvious distinction between the industrial ruin behind him, and the tourist paradise he was now in. When he had come here for the first time, it had staggered him to find that the holiday-makers had no idea that the Ville Bidon existed. Otherwise, he thought, they wold not have come here. Coming out of his thoughts now, he noticed that there was a suspicious looking group of people blocking his entrance into his workplace. They had noticed him too, and they spoke. "You from round here?" Niko did not answer that. "You look Zaliviyan. An immigrant, maybe." "So?" "I can help you." Niko was already walking towards them before he noticed that that was probably a bad idea. What kind of person hangs around near fast-food restaurants giving people money? He backed up. That proved fatal. He had not seen the hooded person behind him, but the man had succeeded in stabbing him through the back. It was rammed further into him, and its point was now visible through his chest. He opened his mouth to cry out, a large, gloved hand came round his mouth, and the world retreated. "Good job, Carlo." "We should leave. Don't want to be jailed..." The men walked off as if nothing had happened. They kept walking even as someone began to scream, and the crowd converged on Niko's body. |
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