Post by William Manson on Nov 5, 2019 14:00:17 GMT -6
2nd November, 2019 // 19:52
Hampshire Plaza Shopping Centre
Manchester, New Hampshire
“My apologies, William, I know that you were in action last night and that you must be feeling things this morning but this information couldn’t wait…we think that we may have found her.”
“Her ring name is Stormy Taggert…she…”
“Seven thousand, five hundred dollars…three quarters of ten grand…and you show me pictures of a slutty, clown that a ten year old could tell was too young to be my mother, let alone the fact that just last night I fought this…woman at Rampage. Are you telling me I couldn’t recognise my own mother, whilst I was beating her senseless? Remind me again Mr. Price, what the fuck am I paying you for?”
Hampshire Plaza Shopping Centre
Manchester, New Hampshire
The Hampshire Plaza was a monumental disappointment, a line of underwhelming shops and fast food outlets. Yet, Manson felt at home here more so than at the Hotel. Amongst the dismal buildings and unhappy faces stood a coffee shop with tables littered out front. Sat to one of these small and distraught looking tables was Mr. Price waving Manson over. William spots Mr. Price and begin to walk slowly over to him.
“Ahh…William, thank you for meeting me. Please take a seat.”
Reluctantly Manson sits opposite Mr. Price and yawns loudly.
“My apologies, William, I know that you were in action last night and that you must be feeling things this morning but this information couldn’t wait…we think that we may have found her.”
Mr. Price pulls out a smart phone from his pocket and shows Manson multiple photographs.
“Her ring name is Stormy Taggert…she…”
Manson holds up his hand and Mr. Price immediately stops talking.
“Seven thousand, five hundred dollars…three quarters of ten grand…and you show me pictures of a slutty, clown that a ten year old could tell was too young to be my mother, let alone the fact that just last night I fought this…woman at Rampage. Are you telling me I couldn’t recognise my own mother, whilst I was beating her senseless? Remind me again Mr. Price, what the fuck am I paying you for?”
Manson begins to rise in his seat as Mr. Price looks incredibly scared. Quickly and very incoherently he babbles.
“Na…na, na na…no. William wait…this isn’t your mother. We think that Stormy, we think she is your sister…in fact, we know, we know she is your sister…
"Wait...this, this is the dream I had...this isn't real...this is bullshit...
Dominic looks confused and begins to shake his head frowning.
"I'm sorry Mr. Manson, I'm confused? You told us to search for the links between you and your long lost mother, Stormy is it...she is the missing link...she's your sister..."
".........Jesus......I knew I felt the connection...it's real isnt? This is one hundred percent?"
"Yes Mr. Manson, we don't makes mistakes, DNA is...DNA. You have to take this information to her. If you want to find your mother, she is the missing link, she knows where your mother is, you have to confront Stormy."
FADE TO BLACK