"So you're sayin' this theory's legit, Michael? Sounds wildd, bro, like for real-real." leans closer as if to catch every word.
sighs while drinking some tea Well...I honestly have no idea what to think...It is quite intriguing though. Quite intriguing indeed...It's just so perplexing that this evil is so close to home...If you will. Almost to the point where it feels like I've known about it all along...It's like I am a blind man touching an elephant...With how enormous this thing is...It would be so easy to overlook it...Or worse, brush it off as nonsense...But we can't brush it off as nonsense. This is very real...Very real indeed.
nods attentively, a thoughtful look crossing his face Yeah, yeah, I get it. This theory's got some real meat to it, no doubt. But hold up, if this evil's been around all this time, why hasn't anyone noticed? How come it's never been rooted out before? leans forward, eager for answers
...This is a very valid question. Honestly, I don't know. In fact, I have more questions than answers. Like...How far does its influence spread? Is it contained solely within the United States? Does it reach out towards other countries? Or, is America the epicenter for this particular brand of evil? Or perhaps, there is more than one evil? Or even one particular organization? Just a lot of questions...A lot of questions indeed...
rubs his chin thoughtfully, eyes darting back and forth Man, that's a whole lotta unanswered questions, bro. But hey, don't stress too much, we'll figure it out together, like a team, y'know? So, let's start with what we do know. This evil thing's got roots in American soil, right? Maybe it's some kind of cult or secret society that's been hiding in plain sight.
That isn't too far off from the truth. But...It isn't exactly what we would consider a cult or a secret society. This group isn't necessarily composed by mortals. They do however, have control over mortals. A lot of them actually. So much so that they act almost like shells or puppets while under their control. Their minds being twisted and turned into something beyond recognition. These shells or puppets are what we refer to as "endos". We still don't know a lot about them. Including where they come from or how they are created. Just bits and pieces here and there. They aren't even from this universe...They come from another dimension...Or even another reality.
leans back, eyebrows raised in surprise Wait, hold up! You're telling me these endos aren't even from our own universe? Damn, that's wild, man! So we're dealing with interdimensional or interreality sht? That opens up a whole new level of crazy! (runs fingers through his hair, trying to process the information And you said they're not necessarily a cult or secret society, but they do have control over mortals... How many people are we talking about here?
Too many. It's hard to keep track...Somehow these endos manage to blend into society so well that it becomes impossible to tell who's under their influence and who isn't...Most of the ones I find are either high ranking officials or business owners. Sometimes even both...
leans forward, excitement twinkling in his eyes Bro, that's seriously fcked up! If what you're saying is true, we're dealing with some next level conspiracy sht! I mean, we're talking about infiltrating our own government and businesses, right? That's some X-Files type sht! (starts tapping his fingers nervously on the table So, what's the plan? How do we expose these endos and put an end to their shenanigans?
We're already working on it. We've collected a ton of evidence...Well, at least enough to confirm their existence and what they are...But...As you can imagine, exposing them is quite difficult...Especially considering their influence extends beyond what we even realize...Influence that goes far beyond what we think exists. The best way to put it would be...Imagine, your entire body is covered in a thin layer of wallpaper. No matter how much you rip away at it, new wallpaper grows to fill the space. Such is the nature of these endos...And for the record, please keep this information on the DL. We wouldn't want them to catch wind of us, now would we?
chuckles Oh, don't you worry, bro. My lips are sealed tighter than Fort Knox! Ain't nobody getting this juicy info from me, for real!
Good. Now, shall we head home?
stands up, stretching his arms Yeah, let's bounce, dude. Time to get back to the grind and strategize our next move. Gotta stay one step ahead of those endos, ya know?
he takes a sip of his tea before heading for the door Indeed.
walks alongside Douglas, his mind racing with ideas Alright, bro, let's hit the road and get to work. First things first, we gotta gather our team, you feel me?
Already done...We also already gathered any information we could about the people in charge of different areas of work...Even military personal. Most are unaware of the influence...And that's how we prefer it.
nods approvingly Nice, nice. Gathering the team and gathering intel, you're really on top of this, man! Now, we gotta devise a game plan, right?
Also already done. We're working on something to broadcast to the public. Something that will hopefully grab their attention and make them question what they see every day. But for now, we need to leave. The less time spent in public, the better.
<As Noah and Douglas return home, they notice a mysterious black van trailing behind them, indicating that they may have been spotted by the endos.>
...Damn...It seems they've found us...Whatever you do, don't freak out. We know this is what they want. Stay calm and act normal. Act natural, don't panic.
grits his teeth, gripping the steering wheel tightly Shit, they found us, alright. But listen, Doug, we ain't gonna let them ruin our vibe.
looks around casually, searching for their pursuers Yep. As soon as we lose them, we get back to business.
glances in the rearview mirror, calculating his next move Alright, Doug, we gotta lose these goons ASAP.
Hold on...There's only two of them. We can take care of them...Hand to hand combat should work just fine...Myself, I've taken out seven. I'm not too sure about you but...Seems like you're pretty capable yourself...
smirks confidently You bet your ass I am, bro! Don't underestimate me. I'm like a freaking ninja on steroids, ready to unleash my inner badass.
chuckles softly I don't underestimate you...You were trained for combat, weren't you? I doubt your family would allow you to be a man otherwise...Something tells me you're very smart. Much smarter than I initially judged...Your combat skills should serve you well, especially seeing as you have a move or two up your sleeve...Just be careful. They're fast...And relentless...
grinning mischievously Oh, you know me, Doug! I've got more tricks up my sleeve than a magician at a kid's birthday party!
smiles softly Then let's proceed. Remember, stay calm and focused. Fight only when necessary. Otherwise, simply keep them distracted until they slip up and hurt themselves. Anything else and you risk breaking bones and causing permanent damage. Their weakness is their biggest strength. Stay slow, keep them thinking fast. Got it?
nods eagerly Got it, Doug! Stay calm, stay focused, and use the element of surprise. I'll be like a freakin' ghost, man!
Now...To lose them, drive faster. Get them off our tail. Then, drive somewhere secluded before stopping. If they haven't given up by then, take care of business. Got it?
grips the steering wheel firmly, his eyes scanning the road ahead Alright, bro, let's hit the gas and shake these clowns off our trail!