Chapter 01 — The Red Wall
And it was on that day I met her; I would never have imagined I'd die that way.
Brazil — Rio de Janeiro — 2015
It was Wednesday night, and as always, those days in my neighborhood were bustling. You might think it was due to some important football game, and it could be, but I had no idea.
I never liked following sports, especially one that involved eleven men, or rather, twenty-two running after a ball. It made no sense, and the devotion that the fans had for those players was something bizarre to me.
In my room, with the curtains closed, it wasn't the most organized or the biggest room, yet it had my essence. The bed was on the floor, and my clothes were thrown in an improvised wardrobe.
"Son of a bitch! I died again."
Anki Solus was one of my favorite games; it had tough gameplay with a unique and super complicated style. The feeling of challenge and achievement was what motivated me to keep getting frustrated with that crap.
"Groooowl"
I always ordered from uFood at a burger place that made an amazing sandwich with peanut butter and jelly—it was my favorite. But for some reason, that day they weren't accepting orders.
I started looking for another snack and stumbled upon a place called Hell's Burger, which had themed and spicy burgers.
"Damn! A hell burger joint? Get outta here. Haha"
On their menu, there was a sandwich with a suggestive name: "The Lips of My Queen."
"What lips are those, huh?"
It had various standard burger ingredients, but the meat was different and had a size labeled CENSORED.
"Shit! That's the one I want."
I placed the order, and it was the fastest delivery I'd ever received—about six minutes.
I ran to the door, and a girl with a bag containing my burger was already waiting for me. It was the first time I'd seen a delivery girl, and I must say, she was stunning.
"Carlos?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Here's your burger. Can you tell me the code, please?"
"5564"
She had black hair on the outside and bluish-green on the inside. It wasn't too long or too short, just reaching halfway down her neck. Her eyes were green, and her skin was slightly tanned.
"I hope you enjoy your burger, Carlos."
I couldn't miss the opportunity; it wasn't every day a beautiful girl knocked on the door of my tiny apartment.
"What's your name?"
As she closed the bag and slung it over her shoulder, took a few steps, looked back, and with a lovely smile, she said:
"Alice, see you around."
I would definitely order more from that place.
I started unwrapping the burger, and the bread looked different; it was black with red sesame seeds. I didn't even know that existed.
Well, let's see how this "censored" meat is, or rather, the lips of my queen.
"Damn, that's a good name, for real. Haha!"
It looked like a juicy and delicious piece of meat; the burger itself had a sensational appearance despite a few strange things. But aside from that, it had a nice presentation.
"Enough analyzing; I'm not MasterChef, damn it!"
I took the first bite, and it felt like I was touching or giving oral to some girl.
"Holy shit! So good."
With each bite, the feeling intensified and got better. I didn't take even ten minutes to finish that burger—the best I'd ever had.
"Gooooool!!"
I jumped at the fireworks and shouts from the neighbors. Whoever was playing, if it's Brazil, I hope they lose.
After a few minutes, my stomach started making strange noises and an inexplicable burning...
"Damn, the queen's pussy didn't sit well."
Trying to make it to the bathroom, but I couldn't. I started vomiting blood, my legs went weak, I leaned against the wall, and kept throwing up. I never thought my light gray wall would turn so red. I couldn't take it anymore and ended up passing out.
At first, that's what I thought, but things weren't that simple.
Now you understand, Carlos? [[You ate a part of the queen and now you are her slave; your body and soul no longer belong to you]] said a man with long hair and red eyes.
I opened my eyes after that and was in my room, sprawled on the floor, with my clothes all dirty from vomit and smelling terrible.
"Damn! Let me clean this mess. Screw it."
I grabbed a somewhat clean rag and started cleaning up all that mess, fully convinced I would never order food from that place again. While scrubbing the wall hard and covering my nose because of the smell, someone started knocking on the door.
"Shit! Who could it be now?"
I went to the first drawer of my wardrobe and searched for something to smell good, I don't know, and only found a cheap expired perfume, which I started spraying around the room just to disguise it. I admit it wasn't the best idea.
I opened the door, and the beautiful girl who delivered my burger was there.
"Holy shit!"
I stood there, all covered in blood and vomit in front of her, with a terrible stench of cheap perfume. She looked at me and made a sinister face with a smile that reminded me of the Joker.
She shoved her three fingers in my mouth]], and I must confess I got excited by that, especially with her hand down there.
"You're dead, and now you're my slave."
"Welcome to Hell's Burger."
"What the hell is this!"