Deranged Writer's Afterword

" You want me to do what ?!", Agnes asked in an astonished voice.

" I don't like repeating myself, Agnes.", I said while flashing my very large wallet.

Understanding the meaning of my gesture, Agnes runs of to complete the odd job I had given her.

I let out a sigh and lean back on my chair, my mind was in a mess..... there was too many things going on at once. Let's just hope that everything goes okay.

I was a little worried that the angels would still come after me, but I figure that if they haven't come after me in two weeks than the chance of that happening would be very less.

I continue to sit there and wait till, a nurse walked up to me and asked me to follow her.

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I nod my head at the nurse and she pushes down the white sheet covering their lifeless bodies.

Tears (fake) slowly rolled down my eyes and I asked the nurse who had a sympathetic expression on her face to give me a minute alone with them.

In the hours after we die, certain cells in the human brain are still active. Some cells even increase their activity.... as the ascaris was situated in the apex of the brain or something it's only reasonable to assume that they can survive even if the host is head.... it'd be bad if they're brain was injured but thankfully it seems that the both of them were shot in the heart.

All I had to do now was take them out of Diane and Ken Creed's bodies.

I focus on the faint connection that I still felt and tried to make them come out on their own and sure enough after a few minutes I can see a small round blob emerging out of their mouths.

I take both of the sticky balls using the towel in my hands, it smelled disgusting but I suppose that's to be expected.

Human brains don't smell like strawberries do they ?

After making sure to properly hide the blobs, I walk out of the morgue without giving the bodies lying on the table another glance.

Ascaris could only survive for about an hour without a host so I hope to god that Agnes manages to complete her job by then.

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After thirty minutes, I'm sitting in an empty room that I rented near the hospital.

My heart was beating faster by the second, I was running out of time if she doesn't come soon..-

Before I can complete that thought, a knock resounds throughout the room. I practically fly across the room and open it to find Agnes waiting for me with two strangers standing beside her.

One was an old man who looked to be in his sixties and the woman was in her fifties.

The old man's hair had completely grayed and his hazel eyes held a warmth to it. The woman had blonde hair with cold blue eyes.

The two of them made an unusual pair.

I ask Agnes to wait outside and gesture the other two inside,

" Now I'm sure that you're curious as to why you're here ?.... I'm looking for volunteers.... I'm just making sure that the both of you understand this but once you do this.... the 'you' that exists now won't be alive.... in exchange as Agnes must have mentioned I'll give you a ton of money."

" I'm S-". the woman starts to speak but I cut her off and continue,

" Also, I don't want to know your names or what your disease is.... just tell me if you want to leave."

The two look at each other and nod their head.

These people were replacements for Diane and Ken, except they were willingly surrendering their body. I told Agnes to get two people that were suffering from some sort of incurable disease... and she seemed to have done pretty good.

" Do you two know each other or something ?", I ask seeing how familiar they were with each other.

They nod their heads at my question and the old man said,

" We're husband and wife, sir."

....

....

It seems that Agnes needs a raise, this was even better.

" You're both suffering from some sort of uncurable disease ?"

The nod their in unison.

" Good.", I said with a smile on my face.

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After signing the contract that I had prepared that included all details of our deal, the both of them were given five minutes to prepare themselves and call their families.... I make sure to tell them to not to mention anything about our deal to their family.

After exactly five minutes, they come back and I've already prepared everything for them. Two glasses filled with my blood and the blobs were suspended within it. It looked kind of appealing to the human eye but the smell was horrible, I could see that they thought as well from the expression on their faces.

My blood would cure them of their disease but I shouldn't tell them that ?

With a heavy heart, I push the cups towards them and just before drinking it, the old man smiles at me and said,

" There's no need to feel guilty, young man..... we've been a burden to our family till now.... at least now we can be of some use.", the old man's wife nods her head.

They start coughing out blood, of which some unfortunately fall on me and soon pass out.

I take out a towel and move forward while wiping the blood on my face.

As I hear the sounds of them getting back, I say in a loud voice,

" Welcome back."

I didn't see the complicated expression on their faces.

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The old man's name was supposedly Martin

The old woman was Clara.

This was all that I asked the two of them... I didn't want to know anything more.

They were being strangely quiet.... oh well, it should be nothing.

After saying all that needed to be said, I sent them back to the hospital.

The doctors are going to be surprised when they find that the both of them were cured, after which they'll probably be send home and then I'll give them a job so that they have a reason to be around me.

It's a foolproof plan.

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Martin and Clara was lying in their respective beds in their hospital room.

" Should we tell him ?", Martin asked

" No.... he'll fell guilty and we know how fragile his mind is right ?", Clara answers back in a clear voice.

They speak about this and that until the door to their hospital room opens and a young woman walks in.

" I'm here to win today... grandpa and granny.", the girl said while waving a deck of cards in the air.

" You're here again, Emilia..."

From their memories, they knew that this young little girl was their granddaughter.

She was also one of the main leads in their master's novel.

Emilia Briella.

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