《sHe: THE BATTLE OF THE NEW BREED (BOOK 2)》Chapter 21
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JOE DROVE on a lonely highway, he kept on glancing at the GPS, anticipating for the female recorded-voice to alert in case there were any police roadblocks ahead. Reeves was in the passenger's seat, fast asleep—he was mumbling gibberish in his sleep and his teeth were grinding...
Some of the choking moonshines that he had swallowed earlier in his dragon-fire act at the campfire has taken some inebriated effect...
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Reeves was in a dream-state, back at Wesleyan University—but this time, he was in his present age of eighteen. He was walking down the University corridor taking a swig from a jar of moonshine in his hand, seeing the despised Science assignment papers on Marie Curie scattered along the floor—he spat out the booze and he flamed out like a Godzilla—burning the trail of papers.
He then noticed there were red dots beamed on his body, he peeked out the broken French window and saw policewomen on the roof, aiming their sniper rifles straight at him
'Snipers!'
The grey jar of the poteen slipped off his fingers, dropped down and shattered on the floor when he tried to run...
"You will not escape this time, boy!" he heard Farrah the obese Wesleyan black security guard behind him; she pinned his pint-sized frame down. The big woman grabbed and slipped a straitjacket over his overpowered body before securing the harness.
Reeves thrashed about and he managed to head-butt the fat woman's jaw before he broke free—and he dashed towards an exit door—he kept running into a maze of repeating multiple doors until he finally ended in a dark room with a light shining down in the centre of the floor...
He ran up alone, aimlessly in the constrained jacket towards the light—he saw a sex doll illuminated in the middle of the room with legs apart...
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The iniquitous Agent Wolfe surprised him and jumped on him from his back—she pinning the straitjacketed youth down to the floor again. Reeves was then thrown on top of the synthetic doll which came to life—the nymphomaniac doll locked its knees on Reeves's pelvis when it then moved on top and it straddled on him—it began to caress him roughly in an arousal and provocation hardcore manner—Reeves in the jacket below yanked his face away from the doll's eight inched flicking tongue...
Reeves saw another door at the far end, it was opening—he broke free off from synthetic nymphet and he hastened towards the door—he spotted Kiki-boy behind the entrance, crying out to him...
"Reeves, quick this way!"
Agent Agatha Wolfe pulled out her pistol, aiming at the escaping Reeves. Below at the agent's feet, the naked doll's face has transformed into Cory's heinous visage—and spat fire out like a dragon. Reeves was almost reaching the door when the grinning deceitful Kiki-boy slammed it close on his face, laughing out crazy...
"Fuck you, Eve!"
Reeves was in deep anguish, he kept slamming his body at the door desperately. Wolfe then shot him several times from the back, Reeves crumbled down. The Cory-doll came running on its fours like a mutt towards the fallen Reeves who was fastened in the straitjacket as he laid dying from the gunshots.
The Cory beast's hot breath of hysterical laughing was now tepid on his face...
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Reeves awoke and gasped hard in a cold sweat after Joe jolted him off from his bruxism and nightmares, "you okay dude?"
Reeves was still in-between both worlds when he responded back to Joe, "huh, yeah..." He was taking some time to compose himself off the lurid bad dreams that have his heartbeats still drumming. He saw the Mustang's streaking headlights into the dark desert road ahead...
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"How far away are we now, Joe?"
"We are halfway there, bro; now go back to sleep."
Reeves was too afraid to close his eyes again—after feeling he had foreshadowed facing his own portent death a moment ago...
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Roberta disembarked at the LAX Airport, dressed in her civilian black bomber-leather jacket. She walked up to a uniformed elite soldier who saluted before passing her the key to a parked car outside. The arriving Capt. Roberta Jensen from Washington nodded to the e-SWAT trooper from Los Angeles PD before stepping into the vehicle and she drove away into the night to the Cedar-Sinai Medical Center.
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