GLORIA shook her head. The whispers were becoming clear and very specific. It all started with just a whisper in her dreams and even in her waking hours.
She put her hands on top of her head. She bumped her head on the locker door gently hoping to clear her mind.
“Everything alright, Snake lady?”
She exhaled.
“Yeah. A headache, it’s all.”
“Alright. I’ll see you at the ring.”
She raised her hand and waved at the fellow fighter.
It was another Saturday night. A special fight is scheduled for the fighters with additional abilities.
The last fight for a normal human being was held an hour before. The regulars were dispersed half an hour ago but a few patrons have stayed for the special event.
Gloria composed herself. She wrapped her hand with a bandage.
She has been in Belles’s
