"Have you ever, and ever listen to Eminems lyrics. The slim shady, the one shot, the airplanes, the ringer, love the way you lie with Rihanna, I'm not afraid, the mocking bird and now venom.". The man himself with a pen and a book starts his own career.
"We are like that too, under the eyes of the government. Under the voices inside our head. You might call us lunatics, but we are not. How can I explain this unto you. You can just imagine this. You were 6 years old in 2001, and you are just playing games on a Nintendo console 2000. The memory, a big square memory was inserted on the console and you inserted the console on an early 2000 Cathode Ray Tube Television which is also connected on old model of signal receiver antenna.". He smiled and he said "feels like you ain't going to stop from mocking me. But there's no ending to it, so just try to read the lyrics and lines and words I Created on this story." And the pen did continued to work like a magic. "When all of sudden, what shows on your television, the games and Nintendo games. Would somehow let the neighbourhood be disturbed, for your eyes and your body sends an imaginary thing called frequency to transmission, and let the household be jeopardise, its like this. They are watching a television show, and all of a sudden an interference of frequency will appear, and the both frequency will mix up, and the most dominant one will win. Ours, the frequency of us would often prevail, and what will happen is that, the frequency reflected on our televisions, phones, smart phones would be reflected on others. How should I describe the battle of frequency.". The dot of the pen, dyed in black did stopped and or continued once more. Laid carefully on a white paper. "I too did had a chance to learn of what frequency is. First fluctuation will appear on others television. Then the frequency will start to merge together, and it will battle like a brawl of boxers. Then who ever will prevail will have a dominance on the channel. Then instead of the televised channel, your Nintendo games will occur, and they will shout like a lunatic. Blaming you of your disease. I myself am innocent, pure but hated because of it. That was my early ages, now we are already in the world of mobile phones. I sometimes am wondering if it is just illusion. For my eyes these eyes that I have, is being watched by the government itself. Not even the activities that I have on my smart phone was spared. That is how the government are watching us.". Then all of a sudden mockery voices appeared on his head. It says "do not write it down my friend or you will receive a case, a civil and criminal case.". The voices are clear, very clear, and like how magic of communication works, it's like a dialogue, the man himself would give a response. A response inside the head. Its like how telepathy works, however it did not end to that. Someone would imagine things, and the images will appear inside your head, like an insults, and you will see rude images of created images, bending what is real and what is not. What will appear is your emotions. It depends on you, your bodies response towards the images. It's like how involuntary muscles works. Which is why most of the victims would often forsake what reality is and instead accept the illusions created by the voices inside the head and images on it. The pen did stopped and it work once more. Then all of a sudden an image appear on the man writing with his pen. Then he telepathically said "You see, I feel like Im Eddie brock, and your the venom my friend.".
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Then the voices loudly responded inside of him. Like how venom works. "You are just piece my friend, a piece on a game called circles.". Though he is all alone, he himself had someone hidden and imaginary with him, attached liked a loach. It was the great story comparable to venom and Eddie brock.
End of chapter 2
