Hi There.
It's Kade here, Kade Kendal.
Good to talk to you guys.
I can't believe I've walked into this drama. But – yep – I literally charged right on in.
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I called Tanya when I arrived at the hotel like she said. She told me to take the stairs to the basement.
The door was locked, but it gave way pretty easily on the third kick.
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I won't lie, It was a shock to my system to see her standing there, in full Surgeon's gear with a scalpel in her hand, ready to plunge it into that poor girl's breast.
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Then I saw the madness blazing in her eyes.
When she started talking, I thought – NO WAY!
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My first thought was – 'HOLY F***!'
The second thought was – I gotta disable this psycho – fast.
My mind was racing, searching for a way to end this and save the girl.
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I took a deep breath and focused.
It's so important not to panic when you are placed in an adverse situation like this – trust me.
Thanks to my job, I was able to identify a way to disengage this individual fairly swiftly.
When I saw my chance I took it – I ran at full throttle and slammed my foot with all my force into it.
I floored her. Right there. Right then.
ZAP – GONE!
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By the way, I've read this whole blog – HOLY CRAP. It's DERANGED! MENTAL.
Anyways, I'm talking too much – this isn't my POV.
I gotta go get ready for work.
I hand you back to Tan.
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Hello, it's me, Tanya (although, I'm liking Tan, it's kinda non gender specific.)
I'm OK folks.
This is still my blog, my story.
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I guess that intro took you all by surprise?
Not half as much as kade's single minded determination surprised me.
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Kade's a coolio. (at least I think he is)
I hope he is.
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OK, back to my narrative.
I chose to operate on Charlotte.
I couldn't end a life, who am I to play God? I picked up the blade, but my hand was shaking so much...
...Kade burst in at just the right time.
After his initial shock at seeing me with the knife, he switched his attention to The Surgeon.
When she began to describe her evil intention, his face dropped, "Charlotte gave up her womb for you, she forfeited her self so you could achieve full femininity. To compensate, I enhanced her femininity by implanting silicone breasts. You will now slice open her breasts, remove the implants and stitch her back up. The implants will then forcibly be implanted into you! It's all arranged." She laughed, that evil guffaw of hers, "You can't escape The Excelsior Hotel, your father and I have bought it, it belongs to us now, our people..."
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While she spoke, kade scanned the room.
He identified the 'Holo-emitter' a small blue sensor flickering in the far corner of the room.
He slammed his foot into it and The Surgeon's hologram fell like an extinguished flame. He floored her – it was the most awesome sight to see her silenced, even though it was only in a digital capacity.
The real thing is still out there – no doubt plotting her revenge.
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She was wrong on one thing, Kade and I have escaped The Excelsior Hotel – yee-haa!
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Kade started throwing questions at me, but I told him we had to get out – quick.
"We can't leave this girl here," he said.
"We can, she's under a general anesthetic, we can't wake her. My parents people will deal with her," I said, grabbing his jacket and pulling him toward the exit.
I don't think I've ever ran as fast in my life, with Kade hot on my heels, firing constant questions at me, understandably.
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I didn't stop until I reached the diner opposite my parent's lair.
That's where I let Kade read my story to answer his questions.
It's also where he wrote the intro above. He said it's his way of committing to being involved; to let you all know he's the real deal.
He went straight back to work. He's ambitious – much.
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Kade has the coolest job.
He works as a Junior Creative in a Design Agency that Creates all types of Cell-Phone Apps, like games and stuff. It's his job to help come up with new ideas and then help design and develop them. An impressive position for a nineteen year old.
I'd love to have a job like that. Kade says I still could. But I doubt it – The Surgeon would destroy any career opportunity I had – for sure.
He says I have to start being more optimistic; otherwise I'll be beaten.
I guess he's right
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Kade invited me to sleep over in his office (it's not allowed, but he often sleeps under his desk when he's working late.)
I appreciated the offer, but declined. I needed a bed, a good nights sleep. So I stayed in a fleapit and feel a whole lot better this morning.
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First thing I did when I woke was call Kade, to make sure he'd not been abducted by them.
He's at his desk – coolio.
I'm meeting him after work for a coffee and a brainstorm. "Two heads are better than one, we need to get creative, think outside the box – we have to think of how to build you a future free of these people rather than a life constantly running and hiding from them," he said.
That sounds good to me.
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Right now, I'm back in my observation spot in the diner. I note that my parent's operational lair is a real working diner. All the sick stuff happens out the back, in the basement and upstairs, safely away from any prying eyes.
There's a door to the right of the diner that sees a lot of action – I saw the female Officer who duped me use this door.
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Kade calls my cell, "Hey – I'll come down meet you for some lunch, I'm starving."
"You got a baseball cap?" I ask.
"No – why?"
"Makes you less noticeable, in case my parents people are prowling," I say.
"Tan, you're being overly paranoid – trust me," he says.
"Please Kade," I plead.
"OK, I'll borrow one from a buddy – see you soon."
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Shoot – Professor Merton's just arrived at the side door. I instinctively slink back from the window and observe. She's dressed smart, carrying a brief case, ready for business – what business?
I wonder and worry.
She disappears through the side door.
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'Hurry up Kade' I say to myself – I want him to observe these comings and goings with me. I want his take on things.
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An ambulance has pulled up outside the diner/lair opposite.
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Where's Kade – he should be here by now?
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Two ambulance men and a female nurse exit the vehicle. One man opens the double rear doors of the vehicle.
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I call Kade.
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The ambulance men and the nurse are talking animatedly; they seem to be discussing the logistics of how to get something into the vehicle.
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Kade's phone goes to voice mail – I don't leave a message – I hang up and call again.
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The side door of the diner/lair opens and there's a flurry of activity.
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Voicemail again – answer your fucking phone, Kade!
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OMG – It's Brogan/Brigitte. She emerges from the side door, accompanied by a nurse.
She looks like a freaking cartoon woman: huge blonde hair, gigantic breasts, tiny waist, inflated lips and his/her head still wrapped in bandages but wearing shades! You need to see this, it's almost comical – except it's tragic.
Horns honk and whistles whoosh at the sight of the exaggerated and overly sexualized image of what was once my best male friend.
The nurse helps him/her into the back of the ambulance, but the door remains open – someone else is accompanying them to wherever.
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I note my hand is shaking as I call Kade again – voicemail – please answer.
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I should never have invited that poor guy into my life. He doesn't deserve whatever awaits him.
The thought of what they'll do (or have done) to him makes me feel sick.
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I have a good idea of what's in store for Kade – but I won't say it.
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A heavy blackness descends. I begin to tremble and shake, a sharp pain stabs my chest – a major panic attack overwhelms me.
I take deep breaths and rest my head on my knees.
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I should never have called him and invited him into this!
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A hand rests on my shoulder – "Sorry I'm late, Tan. I got held up at work."
The panic pours from me and I fly to my feet, "Kade! It's you, you're here, "I holler.
Instinctively, I pull open his coat and grasp his chest. "Tan, why are you groping me," he says with a surprised smirk.
"Thank GOD!" I shout, removing my hands from his hard, gym toned chest.
I manage to talk through my relieved panting, "I was convinced you'd been abducted by The Surgeon's people. I thought Charlotte's silicone breasts had been forcibly implanted inside you..."
......Kade cuts me off with a laugh and friendly hug, "Tan, you're letting your imagination run away with you."
"No, that's just the kind of thing I've come to expect from The Surgeon, believe me, I bet she's thinking about doing that to you," I say.
"Well, she hasn't and she sure as hell won't, believe me," he says whilst picking up the menu.
I admire his optimism.
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I fill Kade in on what's been going on over the road while he eats a burger. He's all ears and eyes, intent on learning all he can about my psychopathic parents.
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Kade finishes his burger, "Look at me, Tan," he says this with that tone people have when they're about to tell you something you don't want to hear.
"What is it?" I ask, concerned.
"Please don't take this the wrong way."
"Oh no, what – bring it?" I ask again, my anxiety rising.
"A smile cracks his face, "You need to take a shave."
I feel my face, OMG – I have stubble! My facial hair's returning big style since I stopped the female hormones. I've been so distracted; I've neglected my appearance.
A pretty girl with a beard – I wondered why people were giving me double takes
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But I've no time to worry about what I look like now.
Kade and I watch as a large box, carried by six men, emerges from the side door opposite.
Kade looks at me, "You are kidding me, is the girl in that box your cousin – did they kill her?" he asks, with a disbelieving look on his face.
I strongly suspect Charlotte's corpse is lying in that box, but I just answer with a cautious, "I don't know."
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Professor Merton emerges and gets into the ambulance.
She's followed by – her.
Kade stands up, "That's her – isn't it?" he asks. I'm worried he's going to do something rash.
Kade grabs my hand and pulls me toward the door.
"NO!" I resist.
Kade is assertive, "Man up, Tan! We're gonna do this!" he hollers.
"Do what?" I ask.
His voice is filled with sharp determination, "We're gonna go confront The Surgeon."