About a certain return

Part 5

– Switch off that nuisance! Put some music, shouted the man set by a small table next to a rather faded lady with a pitiable hat attached to a loop of hair...! Shut it down or I'll throw something at it!

Gina didn't seem surprised at all and break in the man:

– Oh, get lost, go to hell, go somewhere else, because I didn't invite you in!

The man grumbled something like he'd never set foot there again, and he didn't stop his grumpy that included swearing, when, some suspicious noises came from outside...

– The Scary Heads, said my neighbour, I hope they don't get in here because we'll certainly have some trouble. I got a most awful experience with these disgusting ones.

I had another drought of the Hell Fire and blew to one side its flames, then looked outside through the window and saw a gang riding some grotesque engines, still undecided which way to go.

– And what about the sex? I asked Gina.

– I have a masturbation device that come with erotic movies..., said the girl that looked tense at the tramps' movements outside, knowing the fact that they were up to no good, set on destruction and scuffles. What do you think, said she looking in my eyes and smiling?

Pretty the lass, I thought it is natural to go on flirting:

– If you're talking about the device from between your legs, I'm fully prepared.

She didn't answer back, she just laughed.

– ...and we got to a cross roads, we were puzzled..., my neighbour went on telling a story who's beginning escaped my attention..., and we got into an inn found in that place. I saw the hooligans' vehicles and was afraid something might happen to us. We heard so many about them that we were afraid! The receptionist, a young lady, calmed us down saying we won't have any problems, that they were peaceful... and accommodated us in a small cottage nearby. When we passed by, they made faces at us, but we were very pleased with the accommodation .... To cut a long story short, later we went at the restaurant, we had dinner, we've stayed there more than two hours, and we came back, there was no reason to stay longer. We passed again by the gang, they were all laughing, I thought they all knew we were afraid of them... I unlocked the door, we looked to see if anything was missing... Nothing. Everything was at its place. When we woke up, we washed, brushed our teeth and left happy to get away with no problems at all, maybe they are not that bad, maybe it's only a story their wickedness...I'm even ashamed to tell you! When we came back home and revealed the images from video equipment, we saw those miserables, in our hotel room, urinating on our tooth brushes, then washing them and putting them back in place, where they were before... And all this was done while we had dinner...

While the man was telling us the painful story, one of the hooligans got into the bar and searching with his sight all the people inside. I looked at him and I realized I have never seen a more repulsive man than him, he looked like a man, he even had leather jacket and trousers, of course not made out of his own skin, but it wasn't easy to tell. Hair pins, metal rings, cuts, a huge scar that split his face in a twisted cross, the eyes on one side, only one valid eye, the mouth...what a mouth! And the tattoos that went from the clothes onto his own skin... And he had a tufted beard, a black plaster over his bruised eye, pigtail... Fat... a bit aged... He draw a weapon out of the case attached to his belt and started to laugh. Ha-ha! What a laugh! It was more a roar. The chap was roaring like a donkey.

– I scared you! Ha-ha! I'm handsome! Out! Out!

He was more ridiculous that scary. So I didn't move of my chair, let himgo to hell, I said in my mind. The other four customers sneaked out through thedoor amidst the hooligans' booing. Ugly? Maybe, but with what women! They gotin with their vehicles... I saw then the famous vehicles... They were made out ofsome sort of horn-like shell, they hadhorns, the wheels were covered in leather tires, with large leather pieces onthe outside, and the feeling they were animals was proved to be true when Iheard them talking to the vehicles. But the real astonishment came when I heardthem answer: "Oh, let it drop boys", I said to myself, "it must be some trick!"As I said, probably, the fairies were living on those creatures backs, broughtthere by these duffers during their journeys... Or, maybe, they have abductedthem... Gina... Gina seemed to be carried away. Yes. She was one of them. The lightstarted to flash and the rhythm changed... The radio sent forth only a drumrhythm, very loud and fast. I told myself that maybe the neighbours called thepolice, these men were hunted by the police and it seemed their lives ended inmines or in steel works, where custom citizen didn't work, and... actually, Iheard rumors that there were made human sacrifices. It seemed yet too extreme andof no use. They ignored me, my presence didn't concern them at all. These mustbe their rhythms, I said, and felt carried away into a parallel world, into anexperience that I needed to know. Who put me to it, if not myself...? I can be sostupid now and then, actually, always! I finished my drink and a pleasantdizziness accompanied by a good mood left me in a state of stupor looking atthe forbidden show. The women were sitting in the monsters' lap; they wereclinging onto them like pendants and were swinging... the wicked fairies... thetemptations... They have already hypnotized me... Maybe my drink had been toostrong. The whole room was swinging, the lamps, the tables... to motionlessobjects started to move! And this is it!