Andy thought a lot about it. He spent a lot of time in animes or games, it was time for a bit of change, maybe even a more American or Real Life character. He recalled about the Hairy Heart MC, a gang of bikers that existed on an old TV show. The never shaved or cut their hair, but were really tough 1%ers.
- " My costume will be a biker for the Hairy Hearts MC, no one specific, just a member of a gang of tough bikers. " said Andy, already applying the base to glue the fake beard. He didnīt notice the amulet getting hot.
Meanwhile, across town...
Mitch Zanden was having a tough day at work, the rat race was hard today but Mitch werenīt someone to fuss about stressful days. When it all calmed down and Mitch could go home, all he thought about was taking a shower and calling Karissa to apologize by the prior night. The car ride seemed tedious and claustrophobic that night. Mitch wanted speed, something that his behaved car could not afford, his car was a model that an accountant who never took risks would buy. Mitch was uneasy, the collar of his shirt and tie were bothering him, something that had never happened before. Finally he got home. But when he took off his shirt, he noticed something strange in his arm , some smudge had appeared. It looked like an outline of a tattoo forming, the lines were still faint, but he cleary could see some kind of design like some prison tats or something.
Mitch tried to wash the mark, used all the cleaning products he had at home, but nothing seemed to go well. But something was slowly forming in the back of his mind: everything was okay, the tattoo was even cool. No way a tattoo could comes out of nowhere, he should have done it on an drunken dare and forgotten about it, yeah. Matt's fear began to turn into excitement, gang members were his ideal of beauty, hyper-masculine and hairy. Maybe the tattoo was something he would do anyway just to feel a bit wild. It was not visible while dressed anyway.
Matt then opened a beer and forggeting completely about the shower or Karissa, slept while watching television on the counch. The next day he woke up strangely refreshed and well disposed. The tattoo was on his arm and his lines were steadily sharper, A huge tattooed hairy heart, skirted by two bikes spinning like that black and white oriental symbol that Mitch felt he knew the name, but now he could not remember it. He went into the bathroom for a shower, but he felt strange and unmotivated with it and half-hearted finished it without using all the hair products or shaving. For a moment it seemed that the arm where the tattoo was was furrier than usual. It should be an optical illusion. At that moment Matt no longer remembered that the tattoo had not been made by him, it was a tattoo like the others he had. He casually went to the refrigerator and almost opened a can of beer when he realized what he was doing, he did not drink the mornings and he was still going to work that day. He put the beer back into the refrigerator but a voice inside him said he should drink. Almost salivating, he managed to close the refrigerator and pull his hand away. What was happening to him ?