"Don't worry, luckily we bought this." Remembering that among the many things they bought, Lincoln asked Leni to go to a camp store. When he was eleven, he didn't like the idea of going camping, but when he moved with his grandfather to Canada, he did. In particular to a specific place called Glacier Lake. A place of tranquility, with the scent of trees and frozen water filling the air. Remembering this made the white-haired boy feel nostalgic.
Lincoln took out the duffel bag containing the large camping backpack, and with Leni's help, they arranged the clothes and accessories they had bought. Once they were done, Lincoln slung the backpack over his shoulders and set off for the house.
On the way, Leni and Lincoln talk about how to explain to their parents where Vanzella is. Night had almost already fallen; twilight gave a few faint rays of light, and the street lamps began to go out.
The Loud Siblings had taken a shortcut through part of the garden that had been reconfigured, so no one was passing by. However, even though Royal Woods had become a near-perfect place where culture, economy, and new technologies crowned it as the city of the future, crime was still present, which is a huge bump in the way the city is developing.
In the garden, three of the men of about forty see potential prey: a pretty blonde girl like Leni and a poor blind boy like Lincoln, the latter betraying his condition with the cane he used to guide himself. Soon, the three men greeted them under the bridge.
"Hey. What are you doing here at this hour?" asked one of the men, a tall man with an '80s Mueller hairstyle, Alenia jeans, and a brown trench coat that looked as if it had never been washed before.
"Right Bill. Especially a pretty girl like you," said a man with bad hair and gold teeth, who was wearing green slacks equally worn and a gray shirt equally soiled with alcohol and stains from what looked like he had vomited.
Suddenly, a large, fat, hairless man approached the two men. The man was wearing only dark red long pants and a gray sleeveless shirt. It seemed that his accumulated fat had made him immune to the cold. Upon seeing Leni, he began to drool and showed a huge, terrifying grin, revealing his yellow teeth, leftover food, and brown gums.
"Bill, Cletus, grab the boy," the giant commanded, and his comrades obeyed and seized Lincoln by one arm each. Leni wanted to help him, but the big man was holding her in her arms, his breathing heavy because of his obesity. Leni could smell the stink of beer and cigarette breath mixed with bad breath and days of sweat. The man definitely didn't care about his hygiene.
The giant began to lick Leni's cheek and then took his hands to her shirt and, with a single jerk, tore off her clothes, leaving her bare torso exposed to her breasts.
"Mm, what a treat." The man said this while licking and suckling on Leni's breasts like he was a baby.
"No. Please. No. Enough." Leni cried. The girl could feel those dirty teeth combing her tits and his sticky tongue filling her breasts with sticky saline.
The fat man broke away from Leni and unzipped it, letting Leni see his dick. It was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen in her life. The stench of rotten fish and sweat escaped from that pockmarked penis of venereal infection.
'It's sticky but delicious, sweetie,' said the man, who slowly ran his hand into Leni's pants.
Lincoln heard his sister beg this abominable man not to put that awful thing in her, while Bell whispered into Lincoln's ear.
"When the boss is done with your sister, we'll have fun."
Hearing those words, Lincoln felt anger growing inside of him.
"Here it is," said the fat man in a sarcastic tone, bringing his cock closer to Leni's vagina, which tore her pants in her intimate area.
The sound of pain broke the tranquility of that part of the park, and an abundant amount of blood stained the snow and cobblestones. The fat man raised his hand to the left side of his face, which was oozing blood.
"DAMN." He let out a shriek of pain as he removed his hand, revealing a wound that covered his forehead, passed through his eye, and ended on his chin.
Lincoln freed himself from his captors, who were on the ground, Bill holding his stomach and Cletus his face, as a result of the kick and knee they received from the albino boy. The boss slowly opened his eye until a piece of his eye, cut off, fell out of the socket.
Lincoln was holding his cane, which was stained with blood, and quickly approached Leni, standing in front of her. "Stay behind me," Lincoln said, getting into a fighting stance.
"Kill that blind shit," said the giant, pulling up his pants.
Bill and Cletus launch themselves against the boy, who returns with a kick in Cletus' face, who has already taken one of Lincoln's blows and ends up breaking his nose. Cletus writhes in pain as Bill pulls out a knife, ready to kill Lincoln. The blind boy used his cane to defend himself. It looked like a duel until Lincoln cut his hand, but he responded with another powerful attack with his cane on Bill's chest.
Blood gushed out of him as the force of the whip broke his raincoat and shirt, as well as much of the skin and flesh of his chest, partially exposing Bill's rib cage.
"Ahhhh. Fuck you, brat." Bell cried as he felt a burning pain in his exposed body.
Cletus joins in and hangs Lincoln from behind in a bear hug when Bill approaches with his knife, but Lincoln raises his legs and kicks Bill into a gash in his chest, causing Bill to kneel in pain. He then releases himself from Cletus' grasp and uses his cane to slap Cletus' thighs, causing profuse bleeding and forcing The man had to stoop to stabilize his injured legs, and Lincoln took the opportunity to give him another kick to Cletus' nose and then another and final kick in the same spot, mutilating his nose and knocking out eight of his gold teeth in the process, which Cletus could not take and passed out in pain.