Maldur: Yes, it was interpreted like a mixture between an assian female version of yoda and Jacky Chan. Really hilarious.
Dougal, thanks for the praise. My villain's name, by the moment, is still a secret
And, in order to finish the prologue, let's post
G.A.R.S. Chapter 1: Lost old iron
Prologue, part 4
I knew I was going to die. He slowly turned the gun, my gun, and pointed to me. "I was going to give you a quick death, but you have shot me. It hurts, and I hate pain...", he said. And, with tyhat horrible smile still on his face, he shot me, twice. I felt the bullets ripe my chair, I felt more pain that I knew it could be feel. I was dying, slowly an painfully. And he was smiling, enjoying my pain.
See annexe for a full report on these supposed wounds.
I was slipping into a blessed unconsciousness when I heard a loud "Kiiiiiiiiiiaaaaa!" and saw the old dame hitting
Red Hair Mark in the head with her broom and knocked back him. Then I also heard the noise of reinforcements arriving, and I think he heard it too, because he stood up, and this time without smile, insulted us and dissapeared again.
I don't remember anything more, until I woke up in the hospital. I know I shouldn't be alive. I should be dead, as Kyle, I should be with him. His last two shots were lethal, I know anatomy enough to know it. Why? Why am I live while Kyle is dead? Why? Why me?
Agent Sanders' speech became a sob and we decided to conclude the report. We recomend to place her under a post-traumatic psychological treatment as soon as possible.
Annexe to Agent Sanders' report, by Dr. Rubistein
When the patient arrived to the hospital, she was unconscious. We took her to the emergency room and we observed one not very serious bullet wound in the abdomen. We proceded to extract the bullet and sew the wound, and placed the patient in the post-operatory room until next morning.
We found no traces of the other two alleged bullet wounds. We can only assume that the criminal failed boths shots, and the patient's brain, already under heavy trauma because of her wound and the horrible circunstances of her partner's death, imagined those wounds.
End of Prologue