- Come on in, Eric, come on in. I'll present you to other guys.
Johnatan entered his appartment guiding along a tattered-looking young man.
- What? What the hell are you doing?! - John rushed into his guest room - It's not the time!
A huge guy with bandaged nose stepped behind him. He took Eric by the shoulder and led him out, closing the door behind him.
- What's going on here? - John turned around, but the big guy have already blocked his way out.
A dozen of men dressed in white robes was standing in a circle around the narrow table positioned in the middle of the room. They all were looking silently at John.
- It want's you, honey - his wife replied.
- Wha... - John switched his look in dirrection the woman suggested. Right in front of him on a wooden table, covered with inrticate carvings, he saw an outline of the man. It was missing right arm.
- You got to be kidding...
Then he saw a couple of bronze bowls standing on the floor by the both sides of the table. John quickly rushed with scared look across the faces in the room. The next moment the big guy grabbed him and tossed onto a table. Four more men rushed towards and took hold of his legs and arms as he tried his best to free himself out.
- Hello, Johnatan.
- What?! Who is this?!
His wife came closer. Steel of a razor blade glimpsed in her hand.
- I am the Origin, and I have a deal for you...
John tried to scream, but the guy with broken nose pressed his huge palm against John's mouth. The next moment, he felt something cold sliced across his wrist. Hot blood rushed over his hand.
- ...but I don't think, you'll going to like it.
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