Asa watched as the pathetic boy ran out of the room. Gene was totally screwed. That cut across his chest would probably get infected if he didn't treat it properly (and, to the best of Asa's knowledge, Gene couldn't treat it properly). Plus, there could be a chance Asa caused serious damage with his beatdown. Gene was probably a dynastic end for his family thanks to Asa's stomping. The thought caused Asa to chuckle a little.
Asa stopped chuckling as soon as he heard the loud banging sound outside. He quickly looked back at the screen. It was a scene of two lovers talking, with nothing violent happening. Asa quickly cursed and ducked behind a seat, taking Gene's bag with him as he hid. He waited a few minutes, but nothing happened. No one came into the theater looking for him. Of course, Asa knew he couldn't stay hidden for long. There was a chance Reluctant Radcliffe shot Gene and left, especially if he wasn't coming back into the theater. Gene might have more valuable possessions on hand. Asa decided to go outside the theater.
Asa slowly crept out, keeping the axe in one hand, his bag around his shoulders, and Gene's bag around one shoulder. He peered out into the lobby. It was completely bare. Asa sighed and stepped out.
"Thank fucking god..." he muttered.
Asa looked around the lobby. It didn't look like there was much of a fight in the lobby. There was no body anywhere. There was some blood on the carpet, but not much. That's when he noticed the two fingers on the ground. Someone lost their fingers in the scuffle. It was pretty surreal. Asa felt a bit sick looking at them. He never imagined seeing something like that in his life, and there it was, before him.
Wait. You can work with this. Show them you don't care about that.
Asa looked around and noticed a camera in the corner of the room. He wondered what the people watching were thinking. Were they cheering him on as he beat the shit out of Gene? Were they wondering if he could figure out what happened in the lobby? Were they starting to change their opinions on him? Asa glared at the cameras. He felt even sicker thinking about the people watching him.
Still, Asa figured he needed to do something now. He was done being in the movie theater, watching shitty programming and dealing with assholes. He needed to move elsewhere, see what he won from Gene, then figure out a real strategy. He had everything he needed to leave. That's when he remembered the fingers on the ground. He bent down and picked them up with his free hand. A slight grin appeared on his face.
Asa walked behind the concession stand, making his way to the popcorn machine. He opened the glass door and tossed the fingers inside. He grabbed a handful of popcorn and dropped it on top of the fingers, trying to slightly obscure them.
"There," he said aloud. "I made the shitty popcorn taste better. I hope the next person who eats this crap chokes on it."
Asa shut the glass door and left the concession stand. He made his way to the exit of the theater and ventured out into the cold. It was time to start anew.
((CJ3: Asa Rosen continued elsewhere))
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