Things only took a largely devastating turn for the worst. The occasional dry spell that went to the Midlands, which usually lasted for no più than a month, had begun to last much longer than it usually did. After a secondo month, the heat became intense. Skipper suffered financial losses due to the drought, since he had once been a crop tycoon of the world, that meant those tenderly delicate grapevines growing in the pristine volcanic hills, made up a fourth of his expenses and profits, now a quarter of his money was now shriveled up and laying in a heap. The devastation extended much further, Lilly Lost her job. Due to stamping ink requiring water to stay moist and not become dry, the ink became worthless, Lilly could no longer stamp important government documents o textbooks. Even Hannah, was now breaking up as she and Jett began to fight over the water bills, since it was so hard to filter fresh clean water from the sea, that meant it was più expensive, and Jett couldn't handle not drinking any water for più than three hours. The only upside was that neither of them Lost their jobs. Poor Private suffered the losses as well, since the pasta his café was famous for required water to be boiled, he couldn't cook much for his customers anymore, and the fact that no one wanted to leave their homes much, so his inn remained empty, with the word: "Vacancy" on his door, hoping it'll attract some type of attention to his empty old inn. As the drought dragged on, people were now noticing that the higher offices, senators, and governors, were holding a steady supply of water, however, it was not in mere scant amounts, but enough water to bathe in at least seven of them, each. Kowalski however, didn't take more, he suffered as much as every citizen in his town, he followed the water conservation laws placed in to the government, directly and clearly.
Now, angry citizens were becoming overly aware of the senators and their tubs of water being stowed away from them, they wanted an equal amount of water to everyone. Sanders was now leading the drive. "You see how they lay their fat asses to drink più and più as they go, then leave the rest of us to suffer?!" asked Sanders, holding a scythe and a picket sign. Soon enough, several others began to scrawl out picket signs, and pulling out various weapons of choice: Guns, Knives, Scythes, Hammers, and Gardening tools. Many were now agreeing to Sander's policies, then Daniel picked up a Mac-10. "What is to be our successivo command sir?" asked Daniel, loading his Mac-10. "We will head out, in march de solitaire, to that damned Capitol, then we'll take them down to Charlestowne!!" detto Sanders, holding a torch. Lilly then sat in her home with Skipper. "With all this revolutionary crap, we might get some alone time," detto Lilly, winking at Skipper. Skipper then smiled slightly. "Oh I know what te mean," detto Skipper, wrapping his flipper around her hips. "What do te think will happen out there anyways?" asked Lilly. "Most likely they're going to burn down something, look at those torches, o hurt the supporters inside," detto Skipper gloomily. Lilly then sat closer to Skipper. "If the drought doesn't kill us, then we might end up killing each other over such a simple thing we take for granted," detto Lilly. "Yeah, te could say that, we're just driving ever so closer off the edge of civilization, and into an endless freefall," detto Skipper. "A freefall?" asked Lilly. "Exactly, I'll think of it as a freefall, since really that's how it's been for the past three months," detto Skipper. "You do have a good point there," detto Lilly.
The Picketeers, as Sanders and Daniel called them, were marching through the strada, via with their signs and weapons of choice. Their message was now very clear: Give us all equal amounts of water as you, o get minced like a pesce so that you'll have no other choice. The Capitol now appeared in the horizon. "Friends!! There be the building where we are persecuted!! Will te let it stand?!" asked Sanders. After a shake with their heads, Sanders pulled out his pistols. "Will te gouge out it's windows and burst down it's doors for freedom? Will te let the damnation inclined into the very aspect of this building linger?" asked Sanders. "NO!!!" yelled the crowds. "Exactly!!! Once there, we will rip out the columns that support government evils, we will then take out this building, one one simple flame!!" yelled Daniel. They then all rushed into the site with their torches and weapons, they shot the windows, breaking the brittle glass. Then they kicked down the doors and shot at all the political figures inside, shooting them quickly. Once the building was clear, they ripped off the columns with a chainsaw, Scrivere with the blood of their victims "Enigma", then they ripped off the shutters and threw them at the bodies, and destroying desks inside. As soon as they cleared, they backed away a few feet o so, then cast out their torches, throwing all of them into the secondo and first story windows, Daniel then poured gasoline on the facade to spread the flames più quickly. The burning building reflected from their eyes as they watched, then headed off, without a single hint of guilt on any of the Picketeers' faces about the event.
"Such an incredible speed of popularity coming to our group, look at it, once I go into supreme power, I will prove to them how much of a great leader I am, da bringing back the rains as I have took them away," detto Sanders. "Well, isn't that great then?" asked Daniel. "Quiet up Daniel, I need to close up the laboratory to hide us out from the others," detto Sanders. "Why not we all quiet up Sanders? o should we say Dr. Damion?!" asked Daniel. "Wait, this is the master?" asked Johnston. Sanders then removed the mechanical brown eyes and his original, recognizable, red eyes popped back into place, it was indeed Dr. Damion. "I am Dr. Damion te young fool!!" yelled Dr. Damion. "Well excuse me if I'm a terrible judge of character!!" frowned Johnston. "Shut up Johnston, get inside, I'm locking up," detto Dr. Damion, closing the door and pressing a few buttons. The building then turned invisible, no longer seen da anyone, the only people who saw it were children, and their parents would never believe them, of course.
Now, angry citizens were becoming overly aware of the senators and their tubs of water being stowed away from them, they wanted an equal amount of water to everyone. Sanders was now leading the drive. "You see how they lay their fat asses to drink più and più as they go, then leave the rest of us to suffer?!" asked Sanders, holding a scythe and a picket sign. Soon enough, several others began to scrawl out picket signs, and pulling out various weapons of choice: Guns, Knives, Scythes, Hammers, and Gardening tools. Many were now agreeing to Sander's policies, then Daniel picked up a Mac-10. "What is to be our successivo command sir?" asked Daniel, loading his Mac-10. "We will head out, in march de solitaire, to that damned Capitol, then we'll take them down to Charlestowne!!" detto Sanders, holding a torch. Lilly then sat in her home with Skipper. "With all this revolutionary crap, we might get some alone time," detto Lilly, winking at Skipper. Skipper then smiled slightly. "Oh I know what te mean," detto Skipper, wrapping his flipper around her hips. "What do te think will happen out there anyways?" asked Lilly. "Most likely they're going to burn down something, look at those torches, o hurt the supporters inside," detto Skipper gloomily. Lilly then sat closer to Skipper. "If the drought doesn't kill us, then we might end up killing each other over such a simple thing we take for granted," detto Lilly. "Yeah, te could say that, we're just driving ever so closer off the edge of civilization, and into an endless freefall," detto Skipper. "A freefall?" asked Lilly. "Exactly, I'll think of it as a freefall, since really that's how it's been for the past three months," detto Skipper. "You do have a good point there," detto Lilly.
The Picketeers, as Sanders and Daniel called them, were marching through the strada, via with their signs and weapons of choice. Their message was now very clear: Give us all equal amounts of water as you, o get minced like a pesce so that you'll have no other choice. The Capitol now appeared in the horizon. "Friends!! There be the building where we are persecuted!! Will te let it stand?!" asked Sanders. After a shake with their heads, Sanders pulled out his pistols. "Will te gouge out it's windows and burst down it's doors for freedom? Will te let the damnation inclined into the very aspect of this building linger?" asked Sanders. "NO!!!" yelled the crowds. "Exactly!!! Once there, we will rip out the columns that support government evils, we will then take out this building, one one simple flame!!" yelled Daniel. They then all rushed into the site with their torches and weapons, they shot the windows, breaking the brittle glass. Then they kicked down the doors and shot at all the political figures inside, shooting them quickly. Once the building was clear, they ripped off the columns with a chainsaw, Scrivere with the blood of their victims "Enigma", then they ripped off the shutters and threw them at the bodies, and destroying desks inside. As soon as they cleared, they backed away a few feet o so, then cast out their torches, throwing all of them into the secondo and first story windows, Daniel then poured gasoline on the facade to spread the flames più quickly. The burning building reflected from their eyes as they watched, then headed off, without a single hint of guilt on any of the Picketeers' faces about the event.
"Such an incredible speed of popularity coming to our group, look at it, once I go into supreme power, I will prove to them how much of a great leader I am, da bringing back the rains as I have took them away," detto Sanders. "Well, isn't that great then?" asked Daniel. "Quiet up Daniel, I need to close up the laboratory to hide us out from the others," detto Sanders. "Why not we all quiet up Sanders? o should we say Dr. Damion?!" asked Daniel. "Wait, this is the master?" asked Johnston. Sanders then removed the mechanical brown eyes and his original, recognizable, red eyes popped back into place, it was indeed Dr. Damion. "I am Dr. Damion te young fool!!" yelled Dr. Damion. "Well excuse me if I'm a terrible judge of character!!" frowned Johnston. "Shut up Johnston, get inside, I'm locking up," detto Dr. Damion, closing the door and pressing a few buttons. The building then turned invisible, no longer seen da anyone, the only people who saw it were children, and their parents would never believe them, of course.
it was a cold dark night. kowalski was out for a walk in the park. he felt like something was watching him. he turned around again to see a frying pan hit him in the face.
then he was dragged away da a black bird. he woke up to see a huge portal device. it was glowing blue like the night sky. he looks over to his left as he feels something sposta successivo to him.
he gasps as he sees Kasey tied up successivo to him. then he feels his head get lifted up da something. the black bird that had dragged him off earlier was staring at him with purple eyes.
the bird forcefully opened his beak and poured the blue liquid down his throat. kowalski's eyes turned light green but then turned blue again. he fainted after that...
then he was dragged away da a black bird. he woke up to see a huge portal device. it was glowing blue like the night sky. he looks over to his left as he feels something sposta successivo to him.
he gasps as he sees Kasey tied up successivo to him. then he feels his head get lifted up da something. the black bird that had dragged him off earlier was staring at him with purple eyes.
the bird forcefully opened his beak and poured the blue liquid down his throat. kowalski's eyes turned light green but then turned blue again. he fainted after that...