She knows about the disease, about the cancer that’s slowly eating away at my insides. My heart is racing, and I can feel the blood rushing to my groin. Despite the allure of her performance, the stage is surprisingly empty, with no one sitting at the tables surrounding it. “Aren’t you supposed to be the evil ones?”
“That’s what the other side would like you to think,” she mused. Keep doing well and you could be kept on until the end of time.”
“Or at least until these silly humans blow themselves up,” she grimaces. That is not why you are here. She stops just inches away from me, and leans in close. Her hips swaying seductively as she crosses the room her tail moving in perfect time. The bouncer stands at the door and lets me know, $40 to get in. The woman’s eyes flicker towards me, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she continues to dance. Damn inflation, I think. It’s Angela.”
“I want to share my power with her, to make her into something more, something greater. “Very well, I’ll be upfront with you.
