Interlude
This is the house that pain built.
This is the mutant, who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
This is the jailer, who torments the mutant, who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
“You know, this kills me. Those eyes of yours, and still you did not see us coming. Walked right into our arms.”
This is the giant who pays for the jailer, who torments the mutant, who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
“Mr. Quinn. I have need of your abilities.
This is the bag, all full of powder, that fills the vaults of the giant who pays for the jailer, who torments the mutant, who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
“There is no need to be like that, Mr. Quinn. You only have yourself to blame for your current predicament. If you had cooperated earlier, Mr. Ranskahov’s attentions would not have been necessary.”
This is the house that pain built.
“I would prefer a more comfortable working arrangement. The rewards for those in my organization are not insignificant.”
This is the house that pain built .
“But believe, Mr. Quinn, one way or another, I will have your cooperation.”
These are the molecules contained in the bag, all full of powder, that fills the vaults of the giant who pays for the jailer, who torments the mutant, who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
“It’s not pure. It’s close- but there’s something mixed in. Similar, but not quite the same. I’m sorry. I can see it but I don’t know what I’m looking at.”
“As I suspected. Owlsley has been cutting it with inferior product, again.”
These are the words that are formed by the lips on the far side of the wall, of the man and the jailer, who torment the mutant who’s bound in the dark, in the house that pain built.
“So. The boy did well. You think there may be a place for him in the organization proper?”
“The way we have treated that young man? No- we would never be able to trust him. In any case, I do not anticipate any further problems from Mr. Owlsley. Contact your associates in Russia, Mr. Ranskahov. Tell them that the boy is for sale after all.”
This is the secret in the mind of the mutant who’s bound in the dark in the house that pain built.
never told you i could see through walls, did i?