Monday, 19 December 2011

Cleaned Up

My blade is clean; newly sharpened. My gun is primed; disassembled and reassembled. There's no chance of a misfire. My clothes are cleaned, my hair washed. The make-up worn in the past removed; my scars are bare for all to see. My mind is ready, my body prepared. I am focused; I am at the peak of my abilities.

I feel restless energy binding in my muscle; this is the thrill of the hunt, I think. I'm just... ready. Totally ready. I've run through the moment a hundred times in my head; I know how this will go. Soon, my timeframe will converge with that of Cipher; once that has happened, I know that the Game is in the trap. Once that is done, it is only a matter of time before the trap is sprung and the beast caught and captured.

I can only make rough estimates as to how time works here, as ever. It seems that I chose well when I placed Cipher into a different timeframe; my convergence with him is also the time when the convergence with the 'real world' occurs - December twenty-first. Ah, a date filled with nostalgia... hahaha...

1 comment:

  1. So Batman and his gambit are finally ready for the big day? Here's hoping you're crazy enough to actually pull it off.