Z in a Box.

Z and OM found themselves in Greta's camp by mistake. The monkey boatman had asked her if they wanted to go to EXIT/STENCE to be with the other girls and Z had instinctively told him "yes" and now she realized that she'd made a big mistake, as she was interogated on arrival by the welcoming committee on the riverbank.

Orangeman and herself watched as the two well built women wearing olive green vests and combat boots greeted them both as they jumped from the boat onto land.

OM immediately shot off into a twisted green wall of trees as the two women, who introduced themselves as B and H placed a rough hood of sack cloth over Zs head. She could see that she was outnumbered and went along with the plan the two women had prepared for her. She could hear them talking to each other and planning to take her to meet someone called Greta. She felt herself from the heavy cloth of the sack, getting thirsty as fuck and her mouth felt as dry as a camels arsehole, as the jungle erupted around her in a visual blaze of greens and flames of napalm orange. Huge red toxic frogs wearing military helmets pulled the hood from her head and started touching her face with their suckered fingers.

"What the fuck is happening to me?"

She screamed, as a rain storm of blood turned her into Carrie the Prom Queen and Z could feel the grass and mud beneath her feet erupting with boney hands grabbing at her ankles and feet, they were trying to pull her underground.to some cavern of the dead.

As she fell into the opening dirt mouth beneath her feet she was greeted by the sight of her mother on a throne of human skulls! She looked like she'd been dead for years with her withered tits and wrinkled white leather face. She was smiling at Z with her black shiny eyeballs from within her dirty blonde nest of hair.

"Well, Well, If it isn't my little edgelord nineties tribute act come to check on her old mum after all these years!" Z could see maggots dropping from her Mother's sewer pipe of a mouth.

"I fucking killed you once bitch and I'll do it again!" Said Z, as her old mum rose from the bone throne and came at her with outstretched skeletal arms.

"Just give me a hug dear, it's been too long!"

Z drove her fist into the maggot hole where her mum's mouth used to be. Her clenched right hook met with no resistance as her mum's head disintegrated into ancient dust and swirled upwards in a column of satanic temple smoke.

Z could now feel the whole earth tremble.and start to shake around her. She felt afraid as reality dissolved into her and fell away in blocks of pixelated light and shadow. She was moving upwards as if floating through a formless perception of the world. She didn't rest in the jungle but continued with increased speed and velocity into a universe of blue and red lights. It was then that she saw him stood like a warrior from the Henge of Old Albion, He wore robes of immaculate white and his flowing blonde hair and smooth Nordic features smiled at her with kindness before his mouth twisted into a wrathful snarl and he struck her with an agonizing handful of lightning bolts that completely erased her human form, leaving her as a solitary eye made of pink diamond that shot threw space and came crashing back into the jungle shaking the trees and the earth. The old Z no longer thought anything or had a mouth in which to speak any human language.. Black soldier ants grouped together and swarmed over her pink diamond eye and meticulously rebuilt every atom of her human organism until she stood once again as the person who was familiar to her and she brushed the dust from her clothes.

"What in the name of fuck?" Z said to her two chaperones B and H.

"Greta will be here soon. Do you mind getting in this room please?" Asked B.

"That's not a room, it's a fucking cage!" Shouted Z as everything went black and she felt her body being manhandled by the two women who managed to get her into the bamboo box suspended about a metre from the ground.

As Z came back to her conscious state she could see that it was Greta the Guru from the Holly adverts that were beamed into her apartment by drones as she was waiting for her Multiplier Console to arrive.

"What's going on here?" Z asked Greta who was preoccupied with a polished wooden box in her hands.

"I hear that you're looking for K?." Said Greta sadly to her captive who was suspended in the cage.

"So what if I am! And what business is that of yours?' Said Z, rattling the bamboo bars with some newly acquired strength and power in her arms.

"Well you see there, now we have a problem." Said Greta.

"K is a sworn enemy of this community and his evil deeds are legendary around these parts."

"What the fuck are you talking about? I've come to deliver a message to him that's all!"

Greta massaged the wooden box in her hands until a hologram of blue light arose from the device.

"What the fuck is that thing? What are you going to do to me?" Asked Z angrily.

"Have you heard of the Mark of Cain?" Asked Greta as she watched the blue lights dance in front of Zs eyes and disappear into her nose and mouth as her panic stricken face tried to scream.

Z felt her arms start to become weak and her hair was rapidly growing long and grey around her ever wrinkling face. Her once electric blue eyes were icing over with the milky whiteness of aging and years gone by.

"Not long now dear." Said Greta and smiled sadly as Z became this grey ghost of her former self.