"God, here he goes again. The FBI does not pay me enough to look after this, FUCKING RETARD!" as Charz slams the handle of his knife into the Nose of Gonen.
Charz flipped the stretcher beside Gonen's cell, sending him tumbling off it and onto the floor. He kicked Gonen forward and shoved him into the cell before locking the door.
Gonen lies on his stomach motionless for roughly 10 minutes.
The lieutenants walk away. As they see a picture of Dreyfus on their phone, they smirk, speaking to each other. Speaking Of How beautiful he is.
If there are 24 hours in the day
8 hours of that day go to sleep.
16 hours go to being productive.
If, after I wake up, I start walking that tightrope and I mess up for 30 minutes.
That's 30 minutes wasted.
Now I feel like I have to throw the entire day away.
I have to be perfect.
A few more minutes passed before Gonen flexed his muscles, and the Strait-Jacket easily tore off.
Rufus's eyes open wide.
Gonen slowly brought his hands closer as he took a seat on the floor legs folded.
A tension hit the air that was never there before.
If the world is only going to see a cheater, a fox who is sly and shifty, there's no point in winning this traditionally.
This will be my final gift to you.
Konopleva is unbeatable.
So we must rewrite the laws of reality to overcome him.
For a moment, it looks impossible for the human eye to accept. Space itself folded into something small enough to be held, as if reality had been compressed into a fragile, starving point of infinity.
His fingers do not tremble.
His hands circle the tennis-ball-sized mass with slow, careful motion, like he is afraid of dropping it.
He cradles it in his hand.
A black hole pulses... like a heartbeat.
No light.
No sound.
But something moved.
The air around his palm bends inward slightly, like the world itself is trying to kneel.
He stares closer.
And the universe stares back.
And h
As the black hole gets bigger, his eyes open wider. "Please, show me something, say anything." He peeks his eye closer. Holding control of it.
I see it.
And I can't BREATHE. I can smell it, I see it.
"If you've never been wrong, can you truly know you're right?"