When the final preparations were complete, Rimel in the front and Sukrucuk, looking like an eighties rock star right behind her, entered the Social Media Zone.
It didn't surprise me at all to see we weren't alone as we watched them holding our breath; because of what happened the last two days, a huge crowd had started following us wherever we went.
Since we had fallen into Fugitive status and slaughtered a lot of them, they couldn't even ask anything. After finding out they'd go to the eight-hour torment if killed by us, the little fawns had become as meek as kittens.
"Big Bro, come on, advance towards the middle a bit, we're diving in at the slightest hiccup!"
When I yelled to speed up the slowly walking duo, Sukrucuk, who had all eyes on him, waved his hand to show he was a bit annoyed. Then, as he hurriedly began to move forward, I could tell from the movements of his mouth that he was grumbling.
