Pt. 1 - The Scene At SilkZen City. (ARC 1)

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Anon, was there at *the scene*. At 11:55, precisely on 31st Of December 2054. 51 dead bodies laid on the street bridge, with holes in their body.
These were some weird holes, not some that are made by bullets, they were bigger, with blood purging every mili-second from their body. Many cried, many mourned, I didn't lose anyone there. Didn't make sense for me to cry.
The police arrived 5 minutes later, and the new year fireworks worked off. It felt as if someone were to celebrate the death of the innocent 51 people that had died at that day. One of the officers came towards me, he said "you'll need to come with us, we need info about the events that had occurred there". I barely knew a thing about what happened there, but I didn't mind a free trip to the police station.
they made me sit on a chair, and one of the officers politely asked "what's your full name?"
I answered "anon".
"..and your last name?" He asked again.
I again answered "I don't have one"
"you parents' names?" The officer asked again
I then answered "I probably had 2..but I don't remember their names".
They knew even if I'd give any answers I looked like a clueless to them. They Said I could disperse.
It was night..but today's feeling was different. This event...it seemed like I had something to do with it. But I got that feeling. That this was the time I should use what my father said I could use..it felt like it was my responsibility to find out..it felt like this was related to me. It didn't matter if I didn't have anything to do with it. But this occurrence calls me to do something. To bring out the *slade* in me..*to be continued in part 2.*

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