The Perfect Run
Chapter 28
After attacking Ghoul with his car in all his previous restarts, Ryan thought it had grown a little stale.
So this time, he hit the Psycho with a truck instead.
Ryan couldn’t find a Japanese one, but the one he ‘borrowed’ did the job, crashing through the walls and tossing Ghoul against the counter. The courier climbed down from the vehicle, carrying a black cane he had purchased at a shop down the street.
“Ghoul, there are a few things I can’t tolerate. The mass-murder? Eh, I’ve seen worse. The child-abductions? Now it gets my blood boiling. Trashing my car, thrice?” Ryan shook his head. “I can’t let that slide, Ghoul.”
“Who the…” As it turned out, a truck did a lot more damage than a Plymouth Fury. Some of Ghoul’s bones had broken upon impact, and he struggled to get back up. “Who the hell are you?!”
“You see this?” Ryan pointed at his hat. “This is my normal magician’s hat. The happy hat.”
He tossed it away and showed Ghoul a new, black bowler hat.
“This is the war hat.”
Ryan put it on and suddenly looked far more intimidating.
“You know me, Ghoul. I’m a model of mental stability and composure. I’m well-adjusted. But now that I’m wearing my war hat? Oh boy! Oh boy, no more Mr. Nice Guy! I will do great and terrible things today! It’s going to be terrific!”
“What are you—”
Ryan hit Ghoul’s knee with his cane, causing the broken Psycho to fall helplessly on the ground.
“Bartender, a Moloko Plus!” The courier ordered the frightened Renesco, before kicking Ghoul while he was down. “It’s going to sharpen me up for a wild night of mindless property damage!”
Because this restart was going to be an espresso.
Short, but intense.
After paying off the Private Security, Ryan moved to Rust Town and stopped his car in front of Paulie’s place. Ghoul’s head and torso were on the backseat, the courier having tossed the rest in a dumpster. As it turned out, the Psycho had great difficulties channeling his ice power without his arms and lower parts.
Or maybe it was learned helplessness at work.
“I have something to confess,” Ryan said, looking at his captive in the rear-view mirror. “I’ve been feeling down lately. The stuff with Len really weighed on my mind, and I still have a lot of work ahead to make up with her. I was aimless, with no main quest or distraction, nor any clear path ahead. I had no distraction to fend off the boredom and existential dread.”
The helpless skeleton looked at him with a mix of abject terror and confusion.
“But now I’m rested!” Ryan said, turning his head to look at the skeleton dead in the eyes. “I’m pumped! I’m on top of my game again, and I’ve got a new main quest! To give your whole gang a wedgie they will never forget!”
“What are you going to do to me?” the Psycho asked, more and more frightened the longer he listened.
“We’re going on a trip to Happyland, my droog!” Ryan grabbed Ghoul’s skull, bringing him close to his own face. “Happyland!”
“Somebody help!” Ghoul shouted, as loud as he could. “Somebody save me!”
But nobody came.
into Paulie’s place. Since it was the loop’s first day, the Meta-Gang hadn’t pressed the shopkeeper into service yet. He raised his eyes
friend!” Ryan announced his unforgettable presence. “It’s me,
his archaic rocket launcher at his future
ooh boys, Paulie, do
with the tip of
much for
when Paulie learned what Ryan had
to prepare. It wasn’t the first time he did a suicide run, so it was a well-oiled routine, but he only tried that kind of stunt when he didn't risk facing a Genome capable of permanently killing him. While Psyshock was dangerous, the courier was
take out Acid Rain early. Since the Meta had struggled to organize a
them
coat closed to hide the surprise underneath. The rocket launcher waited on the seat next
the car hood, Ghoul let out a shriek of horror, as the courier drove through
children, including orphans under Len’s distant care, enslaved civilians, murdered people
couldn’t say the same for the
bunker for himself. Stealth was a lost cause, from what Shroud had told him, and the Meta-Gang would quickly organize a defense if a large group moved into their territory. A lone wolf suicide attack, fast and unpredictable, seemed more likely to
his mask to consume red pills. They were doses of Rampage, a Genius-designed, combat-enhancing drug. It boosted pain tolerance, reaction
made the user vomit for days and increased the risk of strokes, which was why Ryan never took it during normal runs. Thankfully, that wouldn’t be
being interrupted, Ryan finally came into view of the Junkyard. Stacks of cars, piles of trash, and cranes overshadowed a three meters-tall fence topped with barbed wires. The metallic
lizard, two-meters tall, with scales of various colors. The other was a pale woman, whose whole body, from her long hair
the car approach, his yellow, reptilian eyes widening upon
response, Ryan screamed like a
over, the body letting out a ‘thump’ as it went flying against the fence nearby,
with a few Psychos
submachine gun, and fired at anyone in his path. The fastest Meta members dived to the ground to dodge a
I was wrong!” Ryan shouted to Ghoul. “It’s your suffering!
of the bunker’s entrance, Ryan heard the sound of bells echo
pressure weighing on his shoulders. The same effect as during the last loop, before
The Land.
it. The Meta used their new recruit as a sensor, but as Ryan had guessed, it wasn’t a perfect spying method. He doubted anyone could oversee
welcome committee had interrupted the courier today. This implied that since Ghoul was nearby, the sensor didn’t pay much mind to the Plymouth Fury. She must have mistaken the situation for a return trip, especially since bone daddy had gone on an assassination mission hours
them with driving skills honed over countless loops. The courier guessed the Land couldn’t cause an earthquake inside their HQ, and
had expected something like this. Considering her power, Acid Rain was only effective in an open space, and
the roads behind him. Eventually, after a wild ride, the courier finally reached a twenty-meter tall tower made of rusted cars, debris, and domestic items like washing machines. As he had thought, the base of the ‘landmark’ had been
attention to her, Ryan focused on Mosquito. Having emptied the submachine gun, he tossed it through the window, then drove straight at the
of a genuine bloodsucker, he couldn’t move faster than a car racing at two-hundred forty kph. Ryan grabbed the rocket launcher, opened the door, and then jumped out
the Plymouth Fury hit Mosquito head on before he could fly
SQUASH!
of his kind: stuck to a
but the collision with the ground had torn some of his trench coat. A normal human would have had their skin torn off, but for a Genome, the wounds were
car as he rose back to his feet, the Plymouth Fury buried alongside Mosquito’s remains under a pile of debris.
raised. Toxic raindrops already fell on the ground, eating at
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