Anti-Cupid: Dream Kit (Part 3)

A Story by Abishai100

Consumer eye and darkness divide a man and women of the West for image of villainy, heroism, and inventive know-good campfires (trilogy).

Crime trilogy, concerning man/woman. Fiction (thanks for reading),

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Amlan felt a tad closer to nailing-down his theory that the string of half-seemingly unconnected diamond 'universe' crimes in the Western world was tied to a singular criminal, a femme of darkness who was dubbed on social media as 'anti-Cupid' for a hellish strike against consumer-fancy for Valentine's shopping (etc.). The culprit was for-deed a woman, a calendar-girl of hockey-culture named Danica who was not a North American psycho; and Amlan remembered his days as a simple-happy junior-league hockey coach man before deciding to become a roaming masked super vigilante crusader with his hypothesized theory for pro-capitalism idealism. He was now, to himself at least, a Robin Hood 'type' reincarnated set to make some campfire-tales of commerce and media lifestyle stories (Facebook-like!).

Amlan remembered his sudden lightning of inspiration when he saw a gorgeous white-rabbit with brilliant red-eyes; and this inspiration moved him to that state of happy-vigilantism, freelance, to track and chase Danica who was busy being maliciously mischievous tearing-down varied pastel-visions of diamond commerce and motion and traffic and energy in the Western world (North America).

AMLAN: I feel like the masked-racer of personal roadways journal-keep.

READER: What, like Jack Kerouac or Robin Hood or Eliot Ness wannabe, hero?
AMLAN: You've no proof I'm actually doing what I'm blogging here, reader.

READER: It's a pretty-thought, to believe these gem-crimes are tied to one lady.

AMLAN: An evil-woman of darkness and hellmouth(s), reader...Facebook-like!

READER: I have this funny-feeling your crusade-track has no end (Selfie-like).

Amlan kept driving and searching, and Danica kept doing her 'thing' of hell with diamond 'personnel' attacks, including bloody-murders (wow). He still had no sight of her, but one-day, he, in mask and on bike, was noticed by Danica (herself!), in the American Southwest (Phoenix)...and she noticed him because of his blogs, despite the fact that his mask was biker/roadie typical for the West (ok). She wondered if she had the right-IQ to just kill the idealist, but instead, she fled from his reach for a great distance. Amlan kept chasing her, and despite having no clue(s) continued to indulge his Selfie-art feeling that he was like Robin Hood himself, reborn somehow, transformed, questing for a campfire-know of things...onside. What would the resolution of this dark news-less story be, for both Amlan (male) and Danica (female)? No one (really!) knew...

THE END