A normal Sunday - Part 2

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After at least an hour, Carmen leaves the house, but not empty-handed. She carries an empty bag with her. After she leaves the house, she locks the front door, and walks a few meters to the bus station, where a bus will come in a few minutes, helping her go to a station where she needs to go. But as soon as she gets to that station, she sees Kyle there, and like a normal socializing human, she says "Hi" to him.

"Hello." responds Kyle, not expecting Carmen to appear at the bus stop. "How are you doing?"

"Good. You?"

"Also, good," says Kyle.

They stood in silence for almost thirty seconds, looking awkwardly around them, and looking at the bus that should come at any given moment. Kyle decides to break the silence by asking Carmen a question.

"Did any sudden transformation or anything bad happen to your body?"

"No," she says to Kyle. "I discovered Vewolves have a great memory."

"Most people who are labelled as half-half get this." says Kyle to Carmen. "But in my case, it is different."

"Yeah. What are Albinos?"

"Albinos. How should I put this, normal people, but with white skin, good at hunting and detecting the prey. We are powerful in the night, but in the sun. We are weaklings."

"How?"

"We albinos don't like the sunlight. It is like kryptonite."

"Like in Superman?"

"Yes… But I can do basic things like walking, using fire weapons and attacking, but move at a slower speed. You got that?"

"I understand." say Carmen.

"Now, enough about this working environment of ours." says Kyle, feeling quite tired. "How is the school?"

"The school is fine. Yours?"

"Same."

"You do Mathematics with Mr. White Randy?"

"Yes," says Kyle. "He is a teacher who can be annoying and ruthless on tests."

"He is ruthless on tests?"

"You have no idea how crazy a man can be when he catches a person cheating on his tests."

"I have a test tomorrow."

"Good luck. But you probably won't need it since you said earlier… about the Vewolves memories."

After a minute, a bus showed up at the station. Carmen takes that bus, while Kyle remains at the station and waits for the next bus to arrive. These said their goodbyes, and moved along with their business. Carmen is going to the fish market running a short errand for her mother (who sent her a message a few minutes ago to buy a fish for tonight's dinner), while Kyle will be going to headquarters, since he doesn't have anything else to do on that day of Sunday.

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After a while, Carmen arrives at the fish market in Brighton, and there she starts looking around at the stalls where fishermen and fishermen are selling the "food" they have been caught from the ocean. Some of them look fresh, like they were taken a few seconds ago from the water, while some of them look old and on the verge of putrefaction.

Carmen looks at the message her mother sent to her via a messaging app. She observes her mother sending her a picture of a fish, a normal Salmo trutta fish that can be used to create some amazing dishes. Carmen looks away from the phone, she puts her device in the pocket of her jeans and walks around the stalls, looking at them in order to find the specific type of fish.

After at least three minutes of walking, she observes a stall where it sells a few trout. She looks at them and encounters the one from the picture her mom sends to her. She was about to ask the salesperson about it, but something from inside of Carmen tells her.

"This one is poisonous."

"Huh?" she said, forgetting the weird voice was coming from her interior, and not from the outside or near Carmen's body. She retaliates by touching the trout and asks herself who is asking Vewolf. "How do you know that?"

"By the smell of it," says the Vewolf spirit inside. "You might not feel the smell of poison, but I do. Even if I am a part of your genetics now."

"Okay. So…" she looks around the displays of other fishes classified in the trout class, and notices one that looks new. "What about this one?"

" It is also poisonous."

"This one?" she points at the one next to the one she showed earlier.

"It is a bad choice. This one consumed a wormtala. A worm from the second dimension who is able to eat the interior of any kind he is living in. Good for making you lose weight, but mortal with time."

"A-Alright…" she looks at the seller, who is feeling a bit confused, and leaves.

The seller only saw Carmen pointing at the fishes, not saying anything to the seller. He looks at her, leaving this stall. Then, a customer came and he bought one of the poisonous fishes for a normal price. Later that day, that person will go to the Hospital.

Carmen goes to another stall, she observes lots of trout on the table. But she stood there and looked at it.

"Which one?" asks telepathically to the Vewolf.

"Hm…" thinks the Vewolf. "Some of them look like they were taken out of the water a few days ago, while others are looking fresh. Only a few of them are trout… But. None of them from the stalls are safe. All of them are either poisonous or have caused a bacterium to create problems inside the human body."

"You sure."

"Certainly."

"Okay. We will search more then."

Carmen continues the search for the perfect fish for dinner this Sunday night. She continues to rely on the instincts of the Vewolf, rather than going by herself, because this would bring her trouble if, by a mistake, she took a poisonous poison or a fish with a bacterium.