Agent Diary II

Since I needed to run away like a injured dog,


I decided to return to the old base and find some time to recover, because I was hit really bad.


The bullet was deep in my shoulder and I needed the helping hands of my talented brother Dr. Shiki~
He just got it out in time, otherwise I'd be dead now... It was a little timebomb which should inject some high concentrated toxic in my blood.

Lying with a terrible temperature and neverending nightmares on the cold an dusty floor, I realised I need something else.

So I was carried to Munich, to see if I can find my boss, but I missed the -so called- door opener.
F'ckin mafiawars!!!
So we retourned from Munich back to Frankfurt and now I wait for my health to recover to its highest level and for my new mission.

Damn, life as an agent never gets boring. I need to be happy for each day I can count to those I lived on earth.

And as always, never forget:

Hush, darling, hush, talking is silver, silent is gold~
But the godfather of all is your i~m~a~g~i ~n~a~t~i~o~n!