Page 17 - Unfortunates Club

The Everlastience put down Spider. “All that’s left is Bandage, he is with you now, right?

Or will he be coming by himself?” “He’s at his playhouse.” Stitches said, yet again, while

hanging. “W-Will you shut the hell up for once?! You have nothing smart to ever say!” Spider

lashed out. “Do not scream, your cries pierce my many ears… Do not worry, however. He is not

needed. He is only an accessory to this game of mine. Despite him and his power, I do not need

that man, for he is no child of mine.”

“Child of Isolation and Separation, please do satisfy me, and answer my question. How

many humans are left here?” Spider cleared her throat, not knowing the answer, “Well, My

Everlastience, we just had gotten our final collection of subjects and-” “22. Uh, I think we have

22 subjects.” Stitches blurts out. “Harley, you are of no worth to me but sometimes. You may all

go.”