The North PacificBoard

May 23. Berlonne is still in Reggio’s mind, as he walks down the halls of the grand presidential office. He wanted to dismiss Berlonne’s existence. He wanted to interpret it as a dream. He kept telling himself “I won’t kill. I won’t kill.” As he walks out for his very first interview, he begins to answer the inquiries. Every question, Reggio’s responses get more hurried and anxoius. Reggio bats an eye to a person, dressed in black staring at him in a manner that gave him dread and anxiety. He mouthed out the words “Berlonne.” As the man in black walked away, fading into the crowd, Reggio would be alarmed, but still answering the questions in his interview. As he walked back in his own apartment, a man offers him a glass of cold water. The water refreshed Reggio, clearing everything off his mind. He tediously did his job, signing papers again and again. The mayor of New Bari, Serene Calebri, would knock unto his door, and Reggio could only answer. Reggio said: “Yes, Mr. Calebri?” Calebri looked pale and disturbed. He responded slowly, but terrifyingly. “M-Mr. President… there’s an intruder.” The alarms went off and the sound of a door banging were heard around the halls, signifying danger. Gunshots were heard, and Reggio and his guards went down the elevator to the safe room. Once they got there, Reggio entered a white room. The guards gave Reggio a pistol and a knife for safety reasons. Only God knew what Reggio would do with it. Only after a few seconds, the intruder came inside the bunker. The intruder destroyed and smashed the door firing his gun in the air. Realty shattered around Reggio, as the intruder walked up to him and said: “I’ll tell everyone what you did to the other candidate unless; You kill everyone in your presidential cabinet. You see the Mayor of New Bari there? You’re gonna kill him, if you don’t wanna lose presidency.” The intruder forced Reggio to shoot at Calebri. Reggio shot Calebri, and Reggio broke down. He can’t see a thing. He can’t feel a thing. He passes out. The next hour, Reggio wakes up and his guards look at him in the eyes, in his bed. Reggio, confused and puzzled stood up. He looks at his guards and Reggio says “Thank you.” Reggio glances at the window. He sees a man, in black attire telling him to “Kill your guards. KILL EVERYONE YOU KN-“ Before the man could continue his sentence, the doctor entered the room. The doctor said “No more hiding in the bunker, ok? It’s been proven unsafe.” Reggio nods. After two hours, Reggio would get his sleep. Reggio slept soundly, but he didn’t know what would happen tomorrow.
May 25th.Reggio woke up with a sense of dread, a sense of just having to kill his own cabinet. He later on would invite his Executive Secretary to his house. He knew this was wrong. He knew this wasn’t right, but he wouldn’t lose the presidency he worked years for. He fidgeted around, doing not much but just simply worrying. He waited for what felt like an eternity. His Executive Secretary would knock on his door. Reggio heard his own heartbeat. And as he grabbed his gun and holstered it, and concealed the gun. He then invited his Exec. Secretary to eat. Reggio spoke: “I’m sorry i had to do this.” Reggio pulled out his gun, and fired 27 shots to his back. Reggio felt horrible. But still, he cleaned up the body, and was curious. He wondered what blood would taste like, and took a taste of the blood. He, oddly liked it. He was disgusted with himself for liking the blood of the man that he murdered. Reggio then drove to his Presidential Palace, with the smell of blood lingering. He knew he’d get some questions, but as he looked to the side mirror, he saw a man. The man looked similar to the intruder, and the man said “Good job.” before the man dissapeared out of Reggio’s sight. He felt that the intruder was Berlonne, so he took a sharp u-turn back to the man. But then, when he finally got close to where he spotted the man he saw nothing. After that, he was in fear, driving to his Presidential Palace with caution.