In that moment of absolute satisfaction, I decided to turn myself in to the police. Interestingly, they were the same officers who laughed at me and thought it was just a joke. I managed to hear a few words, - It's the devil, he killed 10 young people with acid to then hang them and make a grotesque recreation of the starry night.
I saw them with a face of satisfaction knowing that I could now die in peace, nothing else matters... so going back to the present time, everyone here present came to witness how another person was going to be killed by the police, so I want you to record this. We will all die eventually and even if I die there will be more than me, I did not ask to be this but without people like me the police would not have a job and even so I demonstrate the negligence of the police and the system.
It was then that a shot rang out and his voice was silenced.
A piece of paper with his name fell out of his pocket, Jack?
The end
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Skin of Chains
HorrorHe was just a Teenager who had his childhood taken away too soon and all his traumas came out as his works of art.
