I was invited to participate in a collaborative chain story and this is my contribution.
Collaborative Chain Story
Group A (September 2016 Edition)
FORMACIÓN • SEPTEMBER 01, 2016
ANONYMOUS OCTOBER 29,
Manuel F. Carro
Time to lose, is it what Rosco did not have at all?. Yes, that was right. He could not, he should not, he would not waste any other second because he was most impressed by the terrible morning wake: an unknown disagreeable masked guy, that red box, that packet of cigarettes
,that horrible clown, that terrifying message, the ammount of money. What on earth did those people think he coud do to get the money, to save his dearest Johnson, to defend his life
? A poor accountant, that Amanda, that singing with Johnson and that terrible, that disabling, that paralyzing doble vision wiht such an unbearable headache.....He went straightaway into his kitchen, he made coffee. Later, he opened the cupboard. Then ,he took out the most scentful piece of that delicatessen called in Spain, "Jamón Ibérico". Ham was not a good enough good term to translate that glorious delicatessen. Next, he cut two almost transparent slices and ate them up. The scent, the taste, the aroma took both the double vision and the headache away. They disabling symptons had just disappeared and now he had to something serious about the kidnap....