Last time I saw Gary he was falling apart. He had been wearing the same clothes for weeks. He was on the road with me 24/7. He was on the edge of a breakdown and he looked like it. He was a sloppy emotional mess.
Now that he’s back in his mansion in his fancy clothes looking cool calm and collected, I don’t like what I’m seeing. Maybe I was helping him more than I thought by dragging him around the country eating at Cracker Barrel. Maybe talking to tattooed half-psychotic pretend fighters is better therapy than I thought.
I don’t know much about recovery, but I think they talk about breaking old patterns and identifying triggers. You can’t run away from your problems. Still, I think Gary would be better off away from all his rich guy shit. Seems too easy to fall back into his old shithead ways when he’s wearing a fancy suit and drinking fruity beers.
He showed me the Gobel Nail/Art Blob. I could feel the power in it. As far as he knows, all it does is store magic energy like a battery. Which is pretty impressive but it seems like a pretty thin prize for a man to travel from Europe and start a gang war over. I feel like the Swede must know more about it. Turning it over to him seems like a terrible idea. For that matter, having Gary hold onto it seems like a pretty bad idea. Maybe I should steal it.
I asked Gary if we used it, would that give us enough power to do the cleansing, and he said no. He said that it’s going to take more than that to break the spell. Maybe that makes sense. It took three people to curse Eterno, so I guess it makes sense that breaking the curse would be even harder.
Gary has convinced me to meet with the Swede. Now that he has his confidence back, he’s a smooth talker for certain. I don’t like it one bit.
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