Mike met the mysterious person.

As the sun sets, Mike finds himself standing alone in the park, his heart pounding in his chest. The park is empty, save for a few stray dogs wandering around aimlessly.

The evening air is cool against his skin, and he can't shake off the feeling of unease that has settled in his stomach.

He glances around nervously, looking for any sign of movement. His phone vibrates in his pocket, causing him to jump slightly. It's the mysterious caller again.

You're late, the voice says, sounding amused. But I suppose punctuality isn't your strong suit.

Who are you? Mike asks, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fear coursing through his veins. And why do you want to meet me here?

There's a pause on the line, followed by a low chuckle.

As Mike scans the area, his gaze finally lands on a figure approaching him from afar. It's a tall, beautiful black woman with long, flowing hair.

Her deep brown eyes shine under the dim light of the park, and her smile is warm yet somewhat unsettling.

She stops in front of him, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks up at him. I'm Jasmine, she introduces herself, her voice smooth like honey.

I believe we have a common interest.

Mike swallows hard, trying to gather his thoughts. What... what do you mean? he stammers out, his mind racing with possibilities.

Jasmine leans in closer, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers, "The same thing that drives you to investigate BNWO." Her hand reaches out, gently tracing a finger down his arm. "You've seen their work, haven't you? How they turn white men into slaves, how they break families apart."

Jasmine's touch sends a shiver down Mike's spine, making his heart race even faster. He tries to pull away, but her grip is firm, unyielding. "Yes, I've seen their work," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's... horrifying."

"And you want to stop them," Jasmine continues, her tone soft yet filled with an underlying edge. "To protect your family, your wife, your daughter... or perhaps you just want **** for what they did to you."

‘’No, i just want it to stop. I could care less about ****. I'm tired, i want everything to stop.’’ replied Mike.

Jasmine tilts her head, studying Mike closely. There's a moment of silence, then she nods slowly. "I see," she murmurs. "That's understandable. But if you want to put an end to BNWO, you'll need help. Powerful help."

"I can provide that help," she continues, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "All you need to do is prove your loyalty to us. Show me your dedication, and I will show you our strength."

Mike hesitates, his mind whirling with thoughts and emotions. Should he trust this woman? Could he really align himself with such a group? But then he thinks of his family, his sister, and he knows there's only one answer.

‘’I want to save my family, sister and wife. i think my loyalty to this is pretty obvious’’ replied Mike.

Jasmine smiles, a genuine smile that lights up her face. "Excellent," she says, reaching out to clasp his hands in hers. "You've made the right choice. Now, let's discuss the next steps. We need to find that code on the DVD, and then we'll make sure BNWO pays for what they've done."

As they talk, Mike can't help but feel a sense of relief washing over him. He has a plan now, a way to fight back. And with Jasmine's help, he feels confident that he can save his family and put an end to BNWO once and for all.

What is the BNWO actually? I thought it was just coming from the immigration center but it's a bigger thing?

BNWO stands for Black Nationalist World Order. They are a secret society that aims to establish a world ruled by black people, where whites would be enslaved. Their methods involve brainwashing and manipulating individuals, especially white males, to carry out their twisted agenda.

They have been linked to various incidents across the globe, including hate crimes, human trafficking, and political manipulation. Despite numerous attempts to expose and take them down, they remain elusive and continue to cause chaos.

‘’And, lots of black people like you rejecting that idea? Why should i trust you?’’ said Mike.

Jasmine sighs softly, her expression turning serious. "Not all black people support BNWO," she says firmly. "In fact, most of us despise their ideals and the harm they cause. Just like you, we want to put an end to their reign of terror."

She pauses, looking directly into Mike's eyes. "Trust is earned, not given. But know that I am here to help you, not to harm you or your loved ones. Together, we can bring down BNWO and restore peace."

‘’Thank you a lot. Let's meet up again when we have more information especially about that code.’’ said Mike.

Jasmine nods, her lips curving into another warm smile. "Of course," she agrees. "We'll meet again soon. In the meantime, stay safe and keep your family close. Remember, you're not alone in this fight."

With that, she turns and starts walking away, her figure disappearing into the shadows of the park. Mike watches her go, feeling a strange mix of emotions – fear, hope, determination. But most importantly, he feels empowered. With Jasmine's help, he might just stand a chance against BNWO after all.

The next day he wake up feeling good about what happened yesterday and the help he could get from Jasmine and others. Mike phone was buzzing it was Adrianna.

Adrianna.: Hi Loser, still haven't replied to me about that X pill. The offer still stand. Listen, I’ve seen you with a woman yesterday and just for your information she’s playing you completely. Just give up.

a video appeared in Mike phone, It’s a white blonde girl licking Jasmine black pussy and asshole in a bed.

Adrianna.: See? She’s using white **** to get sexually pleased too.

Mike decided to not reply again, that white blonde girl could just be her girlfriends. Jasmine looked too much legit to be playing him but at the same time, he didn’t fully trust her and that didn’t help him to trust her more.