City of The Slushies | Chapter 14 | Quaraun The Insane (The PortCon Maine 2017 Novel)

NOTE:
These are not finalized chapters. 

What you are seeing here is the unedited first draft as it is being written.
The published version may be vastly different.

Expect what is seen here to change, be added to, and expanded upon during the editing and revision process.

Some parts may read awkward, as a simple sentence may be being used as a "place card" for an entire scene. The sentence will later be changed to a full scene in the published version.



By Wendy C Allen

City of The Slushies | Chapter  14 | Quaraun The Insane (The PortCon Maine 2017 Novel)

GhoulSpawn glanced down at Quaraun. The Elf had not yet gotten back up and GhoulSpawn wondered if he was even going to.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine," Quaraun muttered.

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"What just happened?"

"I used the wrong wand."

"Wrong wand?"

"Yes. Happens frequently."

"You're an idiot."

"I know."

"How the hell did you get to be the most powerful wizard on the planet?"

"I killed Gibedon."

"So? Any body could have done that."

"He was the most powerful wizard on the planet."

"Is that really the only reason people are scared of you?"

"Apparently. I can't think of any other reason."

"I'm more powerful then you."

"You're bigger then me."

"Size has nothing to do with it."

"You're stronger then me."

"Everyone's stronger then you. You're a whimp."

"You're not even a wizard."



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"I'm a Chaos Wizard."

"You're an Alchemist."

"I'm that too. I'm also a scientist. I was also born in 1974 and I'm stuck here with you in 14 whatever the hell year this is!"

"I remember it once being 1458."

"And how long ago was that?"

Quaraun silently thought for a moment.

"Three hundred years ago?"

"If it was 300 years ago, this would be the 1700s and this is most certainly not the 1700s."

"I don't know. I can't count."

"You can't count?"

"I don't know maths."

"You're the world's most powerful wizard and you can't do math?"

"No."

"How do you do anything with magic, without math?"

"You don't need maths for magic."

"Yes you do."

"No you don't. I've never used it."

"That would be why your wand just blew up in your face. Math would have solved the problem. Using the correct equations, prevents things like this from happening."

"No. Not reaching into my bag blindly and pulling out the wrong wand, prevents things like this from happening."

"Are you gonna get back up?"

"It's quite comfortable down here."

"How are you the world's most powerful wizard?"

"You already asked that."

"And you gave me a stupid answer."

"I gave you the correct answer. And I never said I was a powerful wizard. I don't use magic often. I try to avoid using magic."

"That's for sure."

"You're a wizard, why don't you use magic more often?"

"Because I'm trying to keep a low profile. I don't exactly belong here in the 1400s and every thing I do while I'm here changes history, which I'm trying not to do."

Quaraun didn't answer. GhoulSpawn looked to Unicorn, hoping he'd say something useful, but he was just standing there grinning and holding back some secret thing he found to laugh about.

"What's your problem?" GhoulSpawn asked.

Unicorn shrugged.

"It bemuses me dat whole fucking world is scared shitless of me sissy of an Elf here."

"Is he really the most powerful wizard in the world?"

"Aye. Him is."

"And he does things like this?"

GhoulSpawn pointed an accusing finger at the fallen Elf.

"Aye. Him stupid Elf."

Quaraun the Moon Elf Wizard aka The Pink Necromancer CosPlay



"I'm not stupid," Quaraun said. "And I am the most powerful wizard out there."

"He's more powerful then you!" GhoulSpawn yelled at Quaraun and pointed to Unicorn

"Course I is," Unicorn answered. "I Elf Eater of Pepper Valley."

"You just said he was..."

"Him have more magic ability dan any one I ever knows. I is most powerful wizard world ever knew. I held dat title for centuries. Him come along un trap me in spell binding me too him. Now I can no use me magic. I must wait for him to give me permision to do magic. Him has power to contain me un no lets me use me magic no more. Him world most powerful wizard. Him stupid, eejit, clutz, but him very powerful stupid, eejit clutz."

Unicorn pointed to the blackened bunrt up, slime bubbling on the ground.

"Besides, him did what him set out to do. Even if him did do it wrong un it backfired in his face. Slimes is dead. So why ya complain?"

"Why do I complain? Oh I don't know, let me think... there's a hoard of pink feathered, zombie turkeys terrorizing Quebec..."

"I didn't mean to do that," Quaraun said.

"I know. That's my point. You're not the world's most powerful wizard, you're the world's most bumbling wizard. And I'm the one stuck with flying, pink finned, Elf eating goldfish following me every where I go. Hiding in clouds and trees, waiting to eat me like damned piranhas!"

"I'm sorry. I was resurrecting a flock of dead butterflies. I'm not sure how they turned into fish or why they latched on to following you."

"And, that's my point. You can't get your damned spells right. EVER!"

"The slimes are dead."

"Yes... only because of an error on your part." GhoulSpawn turned to Unicorn. "How do they rank wizards around here?"

"Ya mean here in Slushiville?" Unicorns asked.

"No. You know what I meant," GhoulSpawn yelled at Unicorn. "Stop trying to be stupid. You are are not stupid. Him? He's stupid. He's practically retarded. You? You're not. You have an intelligence like I don't know what. You are an evil mastermind, hell bent on destroying everything. You prance around all cute and cuddly to deceive people.  You just pretend to be stupid because you're a deviated sneak, always plotting something up your sleeve..."

"Harvey?" Unicorn pulled a snarling, long toothed, vampire rabbit out of his sleeve and handed it to GhoulSpawn.

"Why are you trying to drive me crazy?"

"Ain't ya name GhoulSpawn de Crazed?"

"That is not my name!" GhoulSpawn was now yelling hysterically. "I don't have a name! I'm a half-Elf. No one thought I was worthy of being given a damned name!"

"Yar swore."



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"So what! You got the worst potty mouth I've ever seen."

"Aye. I knows it. But ya does no swear. I t'inks I hit a nerve, if I can gets moral, unright, standing yis to swear."

"We are supposed to be looking for a portal out of this god forsaken place..."

"I t'inks dey got too much god here."

"...and he's laying on the ground..." GhoulSpawn pointed at Quaraun again.

"So?"

"So, why don't you try to get him up?"

"Does ya know how hard it be to gets him ta stop walking un lays down?"

Unicorn sat down beside Quaraun.

"We can do wid a break."

"A break? HERE?"

"What wrong wid here?"

"We were just attacked by slimes."

"Aye. Un we gots world's most powerful wizard here to save up from them."

"He's incompitant."

"He killed the slimes."

"Only by accident. Because he's an idiot!"

"I'm right here, you know," Quaraun said.

"SHUT UP!" GhoulSpawn yelled. He turned back to Unicorn. "Are you really under his control?"

"Aye. I is. I Lich. I dead t'ing. Him Necromancer."

"You're King Gwallmaiic."

"Aye."

"You're the Elf eater of Pepper Valley, Leader of the Lich Lords. Murderer of millions. You terrorized the world for 2,000 years."

"Aye. And now I slave to him."

"How?"

"Him wicked much powerful wizard. Un I can tells ya why him does no use de magic much. It on 'count of it weaken him. It why him nay get back up yet. Him 'feared him will faint iffy he stand. When him pass out, de on me weaken. Iffy I were to fight it den, I could break free. I could kills him in hims sleep. Un go back to being de terror of de planet. Him does no much use magic to fight t'ings, 'causing him uses so much magic all day long, every day, just to keep me contained in a spell binding me to him, sos I can no hurt no one no more. Him is Lich Hunter un I is Lich dat can no die, sos him protecting de world, by keeping me contained, at huge physical sacrifice to hims own health. It why him so weak un sickly all de time. It wicked big spell him is casting to keep me bound to him. It killing him un him knows it. Dat him laying on ground now. Him is no fine. Him hurting. I can feel it. Him feels like him being torn apart, 'cause him tried to cast big spell on slimes, wid out taking big spell off me. Dat why him spells go wrong. Him can'na take focus off big spell on me to focus properly on ot'er spells."

BoomFuzzy the Undead Unicorn CosPlay

"You're his prisoner?"

"Aye."

GhoulSpawn fell silent. He looked very scared. He watched Quaraun laying on the ground, not moving, not trying to get up. Then he looked back at the demonically, evil undead Phooka, sitting beside the fallen wizard and grinning minacilly.

"What would happen if the spell broke and you got free?"

"A Lich has no soul. No feelings. No emotions. No compassion. We feel not love not hate. We is just empty. Black holes into abyss. Desperate to regain feeling. Living only for de desire to have again, what we had in life. Killing every living t'ing which has, what we have no more. I only feel love for him, because he cut his soul in  half un put half of it in me. I feel what he feels. He projects his emotions into me, that I may feel again, what I felt in life. He loved BoomFuzzy. De man I was, when I were alive. BoomFuzzy is dead now. I am de shadow, which followed him in life. T'at all a Lich is. Not de body. Not de soul. Just de shadow. If de spell broke. I go back to being empty shadow. Feeling nothing un sucking de life out of every living t'ing I touch, wit'er I want to or not."

"He's killing himself to sve the world from you."

"No. Him tore me soul from de darkest depths of Hell un keeping me shadow wid him, while him look for way to properly restore de life to his beloved BoomFuzzy. Him care not'ing for de world. Him woulds destroy de world if him thought it would bring me back to life. Him far more powerful t'an ya realize, un far more dangerous t'an ya could ever imagine. Everyt'ing un every one on t'is planet expendable, in hims pursuit to restore life to his BoomFuzzy."

"But you're right here. How are you not alive?"

"I undead. I cold dead t'ing wid no life in me. Cut off me head un keep on talking. I golem made of ice. I not real flesh. De real body of BoomFuzzy is carefully tucked away, waiting to be resurrected, to be reunited with this part of me here, dat speak to ya."

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Volume 59: The City of the Slushies

Quaraun and Unicorn wake up in a frozen desert, with no knowledge of where they are and memory of how they got there.

Assuming that they have once again been sucked out of their own time and space by yet another of GhoulSpawn's unstable portals, the two wizards set off to find a way back home, and come across a strange isolated Human city, where a squid-headed priest controls all the water sources, forcing people to worship his god or die of thirst.

Slush Master Bazooloo of the 8 Arms has brainwashed the citizens to depend upon the magical properties of the life giving slushies. Generations have passed since the last Human saw a natural water source, and with Bazooloo handing out Slushies only to those he deems worthy of living, the citizens have divided off into sects, each controlled by their devotion to one flavour of slushie.

When Unicorn shows the people how to make their own slushies and introducing new never before seen flavors, disrupting the belief in the mythical 9th flavour, he is seen by some as the Slush God whose coming was foretold and by others as a heretic sent by the evil Slush Maid to destroy Bazooloo's reign.


We interrupt this novel to bring you: Twerking Dragons! (Twerking Dragons, coming soon to a City of Slush near you.)


NOTE:
These are not finalized chapters.

What you are seeing here is the unedited first draft as it is being written. The published version may be vastly different.

Expect what is seen here to change, be added to, and expanded upon during the editing and revision process.

Some parts may read awkward, as a simple sentence may be being used as a "place card" for an entire scene. The sentence will later be changed to a full scene in the published version.


Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28


Fire and Pearls by Brett Pierce

The premise of this story was created in a brainstorm session workshop at PortCon Maine 2017, in a panel called "Foundations of Worldbuilding" by Brett Pierce.

A group of about 60 people collaborated to create the basic structure on which this story was built.

Thank you to everyone who was part of this workshop and helped to create this portal world for Quaraun and Unicorn to visit!


More Details:

I was in a 1-hour writing workshop last month and we were given the challenge to write a story based of a set of ideas that the group made together. The idea was to come up with a theocracy that was not evil and did not involve the worship of a deity.

In the end, we agreed to write this:

  1. A Fantasy set in an isolated city in a frozen desert, where the people worship slushies, and the leader is a slushie seller who has been elevated to god-statues by the people due to their belief that magic slushies are sacred objects. While the Slush Master himself rules his theocracy peacefully, the members themselves have divided off into sects, each sect worshiping a different flavour slushie and shunning anyone who worships any other flavour. 8 flavours exist, but a mythical 9th flavour is said to soon be coming to save humanity. People in the surrounding countries refuse to do business with them, believing them to be insane, resulting in their complete and total lack of any trade or merchants.

I don't know if anyone else in the group has actually gone on to write a story based off this idea or not, but me, I'm 7 chapters into writing a novel based off this idea. It's fun to write because it goes against a lot of the norms you see in a fantasy theocracy. 

The world I'm dropping the story into is one I've already got several volumes published for.

The government system of the region is basically a group of wealthy, pompous bigot magic users (think, Ku Klux Klan, if they were Elf Wizards) who've declared every one who practices any form of magic (and you'd be surprised what they consider "magic" to be - like 1500s witch hunters they can "see" "magic" in everything, so long as it serves their purpose) without their permission, to be a traitor and must be executed. They started out as a wizarding guild, but then they killed off all the other guilds are are the only guild left (thus people refer to them simply as "The Guild"), they went on to over throw the government (a quasi-clanish-tribal-monarchy system) and declare themselves the law of the land.

I'm not sure what type of government you would call it - it's kind of like gangsters of the 1920s, where big bullies who can out bully the other bullies end up in power. Basically they are a gang style terrorist group that is slowly taking over all the governments.

They rule things similar to the Vogan in Hitchhiker's Guide, where they have documents and papers for everything and won't allow anyone to make a move without long lists of paperwork approvals and people who don't get the proper permits for something are executed. They are kind of terrorist/gangster/bureaucrats who are Elf wizards and basically want all none Elves dead ad all wizards who are not them dead because they don't want the competition.

So, tossing a wacky slushie worshiping theocracy into the mix... I don't know how the Guild is gonna react to that. They are used to overthrowing small "tribal" monarchies (not medieval style monarchies of kings in castles; rather I based them off the small clan kings of ancient pre-Celtic Scotland, which were very tribal). This'll be my first time writing them vs a theocracy and it ain't a traditional theocracy.

I have no plot, plan, or outline so no clue how this story is gonna end up going.

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what I just described is a type of government known as a "Junta"

Junta: A group that takes control of the state after overthrowing the government by force.

Cool. Now I have a name for what type of government The Guild is.

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From 2014 to 2016, Night of the Screaming Unicorn was the ONLY book available in the Gay Romance category of both Amazon and BookBub, simply because gay hatred was so severe in the publishing industry, that no authors dare even consider writing Gay Romance at all.

Night of the Screaming Unicorn sold 300k copies the first ten days of it's release, making it one of the highest selling books on Amazon for the year 2014. It reached a million copies sold by the end of the following year.

Most of my books have never surpassed 27k copies sold.

The Night of the Screaming Unicorn is one of only two books I have written to reach a million copies sold.

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Published in 2016, the 175k word Epic Novel BoomFuzzy (the prequal to Night of The Screaming Unicorn), was the second ever Gay Romance book to be published on Amazon, and promoted by BookBub, from 2018 until 2018, BoomFuzzy remained the highest selling Gay Romance novel on Amazon for 2 full years, only moving down to 12th place in 2019, BECAUSE in 2019, TEN other authors published Gay Romance on Amazon for the first time.

By the end of 2019 more than a hundred other authors had published Gay Romance books and BoomFuzzy finally left the top 100 list highest selling Gay Romance novel on Amazon in 2021, where it had remained for 4 years. BoomFuzzy sold 10k copies in under an hour of its release, surpassed 100k copies by the end of it's first day, and reached a million copies sold by day 3 of it's release.

Throughout its 2 years as the #1 bestselling Gay Romance novel on Amazon, it sold around 2k copies a month, dropping to around 1k copies per month in it's lower spots on the top 100 list the 2 years following. Today in 2024, 7 years after its release it continues to sell 100 t0 200 copies a month.

BoomFuzzy is my #1 highest selling book of all time.

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Since starting my writing career in 1978, I have written 130+ novels, 2,000+ short stories, 6,000+ non-fiction articles (ALL are found on this site), a few dozen stage plays, 12,000+ blog posts, and a few comic book scripts for Disney's Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck (I only worked for Disney one year (in 2005) and only wrote a few stories for their Danish comic books).

NOTE: I ONLY write the Quaraun series (aka The Twighlight Manor series aka The Adventures of Quaraun the Insane). In recent years there has been an issue with impersonators trying to pass books off as written by me, notably several non-fiction and Erotica books. I write neither nonfiction nor Erotica.

ALL of my books and their cover arts are listed on my website here. Beware of any books you find claiming to be me. If the books are NOT listed here on my website, they are NOT my books.

In fiction works, I specialize in Weird/Bizarro Tales set in 40th century CyberPunk-Quasi Medieval, Cozy Dark Fantasy and Science Fiction worlds featuring an intersex Elf and his Faerie husband main characters.  I DO NOT WRITE ANY OTHER SERIES - THIS SERIES IS THE ONLY ONE I WRITE.

Non-fiction (found ONLY here on my site) is daily updates of events in my life, and how-tos on how I write my novels.

I DO NOT write Erotica.

I DO NOT write books with HUMAN characters.

The Erotica books and books with Human characters, that you are finding, are written by scammers trying to impersonate me.

There is an ongoing FBI investigation into this matter. If you find any such books, please report them to FBI Agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322

The FBI believes the people behind the impersonation accounts showing up, are relatives of the woman who murdered my son.

146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, is NOT FOR SALE.

And I'm sick of real estate agents who are too incompetent to research land ownership before they show up to stick a for sale sign in my yard.

The fact of the matter is, my son was murdered in 2013, and the friends and family of the murderer think it is funny to keep ILLEGALLY listing my land for sale, because apparently their child murdering bitch friend didn't hurt me enough by crippling me with a golf club, ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and beating his brains out on the ground with a golf club.

Also, her friends and family like to gaslight me by doxing me on ufo and alien abduction forums, while pretending to be me, and trying to make it look like I believe in ufos or aliens, even though I think people who believe in ufos are raving lunatics and people who claim to be alien abductees are crazy. 

Worse, they've also taken to harassing my WW2 vet homeless friend, by calling HIM an alien, demon, or cryptid and sending alien crazy ufo nutjobs at try to "catch him".

So, yeah, my son was murdered and the murder's friends and family endlessly harass me, my friends, and my family both online and offline, and I'm not happy with it at all.

There is an ongoing FBI investigation into this matter.

The FBI is looking for information into:

  1. identifying my son's murderer, 
  2. identifying the scammers who listed my land for sale, 
  3. identifying the impersonators who pretend to be me both online and offline, 
  4. the harassers who are harassing the homeless man and sending the UFO nuts to harass him... 
  • If ANYONE tells you 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach, Maine is for sale:, please report them to FBI Agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322
  • If ANYONE tells you I believe in aliens, demons, or UFOS, please report them to FBI Agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322
  • If ANYONE tells you my homeless friend is an alien, a demon, a cryptid, or named Etiole for sale:, please report them to FBI Agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322


I'm going to repeat it because I'm tired of people showing up and making offers:

146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, is NOT FOR SALE.

Where you someone who donated money to the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints between 2013 and 2019, thinking you were donating to a "house fund" to help rebuild my house? If so, you were scammed, and the FBI is trying to help you get your money back...

Another aspect of the FBI investigation, for which the FBI is seeking information, is the apparent "fundraiser scam" being done by someone very local, at multiple churches in the Saco/Arundel/Biddeford area. I found out about it when a woman, claiming to be from The Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints, marched up to me one day and said:

--"My name is Ester Rhodes, what ever became of the ten thousand dollars I gave you? You never rebuilt your house. Where did my money go?"

I had never seen the woman before, nor had I ever heard her name before and no one has ever given me any money at all, not even pennies, let alone a massive amount like $10k, so I was left baffled and confused by this woman. an elderly woman, maybe around 80 years old.

I had no knowledge of any such fundraiser - I am STILL homeless, now in 2025, as a result of the 2013 backhoe driving over my house, and had anyone given me money to rebuild I certainly would have as I am in desperate need of a house, as being homeless has contributed to my progressively worsening health. But I had never known of this fundraiser, I never authorized or created any fundraisers, and no one has ever given me any money. So had this Easter Rhodes woman not contacted me, I never would have known there was a fundraiser or that people had tried to help me.

Because... NO ONE has EVER helped me AT ALL, and so I'm shocked to learn that, wow, there actually where some people out there who tried to help and I never knew about it because instead of helping me directly they decided to indirectly help through some fundraiser I never heard of that turned out to be a scam that stole their money and never helped me at all.

I asked her what she was talking about and she explained that a "young man in his 30s" had approached her one Sunday during church services at The Saco ward Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints, and told her he was part of the fundraiser to rebuild my house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, after the crazy lunatic with a backhoe drove over it August 8, 2013.

She further went on to say she gave the man $10k because he told her I was a member of the Saco ward church. Thing is, I am NOT a member of that church and have never attended that church. I am a member of the CAPE ELIZABETH Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, a church with a similar name but it a 2 hour drive away from the church she was talking about and claimed she attended.

I have no clue who this Easter rhodes woman is or if her story is true. The FBI is seeking information about Esther Rhodes woman, the fundraiser her Saco ward Church claimed it was doing in my name, or any one who might have been doing the fundraiser.

If you or anyone you know gave money to this fundraiser, you are asked to contact the FBI and tell them how you were contacted, who contacted you, how much money you gave them, and also, to contact a lawyer to try to help you trace the scammer who stole your money and get your money back.

As of yet, the FBI has found multiple people claiming to have given money TO THE BISHOPIRIC of the Saco Ward Church for said fund raiser, over a period between 2013 and 2019. It is believed that a former Bishop and two of his counselors are behind the scam, and used the money to build an $eight million dollar mansion in Old Orchard Beach, now known to belong to one of the three suspects, even though none of the three of them has an income of more then twenty thousand dollars a year. The FBI recently confiscated the mansion which is now for sale and the money from the sale is to be returned to the people who donated it to the scam fundraiser, providing the people can prove they were the ones who donated the money.

If you were part of the fundraiser, that in 2013-ish was claiming to be raising money for me, please contact the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder investigation, and give him the details.

I know nothing about it, so it is useless for you to contact me (a few people have done so already and, I was clueless as to what they were even talking about - they contacted me asking how they could get their "cut of the money from the $8million house sale" and that was the first I heard of it. The FBI never said anything to me about it, so I don't know where the people contacting me are getting the info that the FBI confiscated the $8million mansion and is given the money back to people... like I said, I had no knowledge of any such fundraiser at all, and I don't know what this $8million house is people are asking about either, so you really need to contact the FBI about it not me, as I'm not involved in any such fundraiser or at all.

It is important to note here that it is NOT the FBI who has informed me about this fundraiser or the $8million mansion, but rather it is a plethora of locals around Biddeford, Saco, Old Orchard Beach, and Arundel coming up to me and asking me how are they supposed to get their money back from the sale of some $8million mansion, and I have no information on this at all because i don't even know what the $8million house is that they are even talking about.

The FBI is looking into Esther Rhodes and her claims of having given me $10k via a fundraiser, and the FBI confirmed a former Bishop was connected and being looked into... and that is the only part the FBI told me of. The rest of the fundraiser stuff about the confiscated $8million mansion is stuff coming from people claiming they saw "news reports" about it and are coming to me trying to get their "cut"... and is some sort of wild rumour that is recently circulating, which I don't know the source of.... and also shows me that people want to help if they think they can get money out of it, but also shows me that they don't give a fucking rats ass about finding my son's murderer.




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