MOTHERFUCKING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, LADIES AND GENTS
I’m in a village, it seems familiar. In the distance I see a huge fire with crowds of people surrounding it. Within the distance, I see masked dancers. I stare very hard to see who these dancers were. They appeared to be Zuni dancers. My curiousness led me to look around and then I notice that there’s people coming down from a hill. In their arms, they carry candles and flowers. I walk around; asking questions of what event is being held. In a dried out ocotillo shed I come across three woman sitting down wearing church veils, slightly covering their eyes. One woman wore a white veil, the other a black veil, the third a gold veil. The woman wearing the black veil approached me and said, “He’s waiting for you”. I immediately became confused. Suddenly, a group of small children came running from the fire and were shouting, “The Black Angel is here!”. I look up at the hill and there I saw a dark figure, covered in a black robe made of black silk and skin of a corpse. It’s arms were made of petrified wood, it’s feet were that of a horses hooves. I stared at it the figure from a distance. In the two eye sockets it had, were blood red coral beads. As I stood looking at the figure, I held my hand out to it’s welcoming. In my hand was a gold crucifix. Within seconds, the crucifix in my hand melted away and transformed into a orange spiny oyster shell.