John woke up a few hours later with a stinging headache and in a jail like room. "Well well well, look at what we have here" John looked up to see a head boy crossing his arms and smiling . John stood up and held the bars of the cell pulling them back and forth wanting to get out, another Head boy looked a John "he's a real good one for the fight later on tonight" John looked worried but decided to keep his composure in front of them "what fight!?". The first head boy that looked irritated said "the arena you dumbass, I bet alot on you so don't mess it up" the first head boy pushed a button and the room began to move down. "All right gentlemen we've got an interesting fight here today a bobby from hamlyn village that goes by the the name of John hickinbotham place your bets now or forever hold you're judgement" a loud speaker said as the elevator came to a stop. Headboys were all cheering as they waited for the show to begin. "Oh Christ all mighty what the hell have I gotten myself into this time" john whispered as he walked into another cell but this time leading to the arena, the cell door opened and John walked out. The minute he walked out the crowd started shouting, "we're going to spice things up and have two people battle with weapons against the bobby" the loud speaker paused and chuckled "while the two have weapons he'll just have to fight with his bare hands" mind you John is 7'2 and looks intimidating (also it's the average height for bobbies) John looks pale by now and still has a headache from the bashing he got from being knocked down. There was a barrier in the middle of the arena, two willies came out of the cell with pointy sticks and with ripped clothes they looked messy "what the hell is a bobby doing in the garden district?" One of them asked John looked at them and said " it's a bit of a long story but maybe we'll have tea later?" The second one scoffed and yelled "THE HELL WE WILL YOU'RE THE THE ONE THAT GOT ME HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE DUMBASS!" John doesn't remember this but looks at the second one with a questionable look "FORGET IT" he put his pointy stick towards John "it's going to be a pleasure killing you". The barrier was lifted up, John was in a fighting stance the two of them started attacking him and John managed to push one on the ground and beat him up while he was turning the first one into a bloody puddle the second one stabbed John on his back with the stick. It wasn't enough to distract John, but it still bothered him. John managed to kill the first one his gloves were covered with blood, after John killed the first one he stood up and with a rage threw the second one across the arena John walked towards the second one and grabbed his stick that was now on the ground and stabbed him on the head with it, instantly killing the second one. The headboys were all cheering and screaming "well John you are now free to go good bye" John walked to the elevator and took off his gloves and threw them on the floor, he felt disguised of what he's done, back then when he was on joy, John had no worries or hesitations while killing downers, if he was ordered to kill a willie John did it in a heartbeat. John almost threw up remembering the ways he'd killed people. As the elevator kept going down it came to a quick halt, he looked around to see what caused it to stop but was instantly dropped on something that made the fall a little soft. He started to smell something really bad John opened his eyes to see bodies rotting and decaying he threw up because of the smell and look of it "god maybe I could find a way out of here" John crouched and crawled through the decaying bodies and found an outing and climbed on the latter. He soon found himself in another room this time heading outside John walked out and took a deep breath and decided to go back to the little house he spotted when John entered the garden district. While walking there he soon found himself lost but lights were on so he'd thought might as well follow them. "God I'm tired I wish I could've stayed I hamlyn village a little longer but they'll just give me a damn thrashing if I go back" John sounded hopeless and put his hand on his head" and this damn headache I'm gonna get brain damage if people keep hitting it" John hissed in pain after saying that. A little later he heard noises and stopped walking then instead of looking back, decided to sprint then found the little house near the entrance of the garden district. He looked back to find a plague victim running after him speaking gibberish and flaying her arms side to side.
