Extraction will be due any day now, the transport has my co-ordinates,
and the sonic troops wait for my arrival.
I’ll emerge from the Bunker any day now, ready to smuggle the remaining
soldiers and weapons out of Snake Pit City. The Ghost will emerge when
the sun sets, and slip through the shadows to the extraction point.
No one will notice, who will care? This sick city will go on poisoning
itself and all within it, until they lay bleeding in the gutter,
pleading for help. But by then , no one will hear your cries, as the
poison dulls your senses and your mind sees only the mirage of paradise
instead of the reality of Hell.
So if you know what’s good for you in Shenzhen, take an antidote fast,
and get the f*ck out of dodge….
The Ghost That Walks