Can dead men return, can they haunt you or hurt you.
should you fear them, should you run from them.....
read this one part story if you want answers for this questions
"it just the policemen, sweetheart" the mother told his little boy.
blonde bitch and brown brat.
after three years the policeman carl had been called with murder charges.
the last time he did, it nearly killed him, he better not remind himself of that, its too dangerous. The blonde brat looked up on the policeman's face, he cried and said, it was a tall man, he cried and ran to bitch mother.
"Mama..mama...mama!!!" he cried.
carl looked at the kid and his mother with a frustrating look on his face, "sorry" she whispered.
after sometime, carl went outside, his partner Casey waiting there.
Casey was Nigerian man, but his whole family is from USA.
his grandfather came to USA from nigeria at the age of 26, he married and settled and died here.
he never returned to Nigeria
"what did they say" Casey asked.
"they said some shit, about the man who killed those three workers, the mother said that her child saw him kill those three poor bastards" carl
"then" Casey replied
"he said that he was in a blue alien mask"
"apparently she drew a picture of the mask, the mother like a detective searched the mask and she found the correct one, here the picture she got from goggle" carl continued.
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"they may be right, let's find the bastard".
this was a serious case, the killer had been lose for a month now, before this he had killed two siblings in a drive-in theatre, blown a bus with passengers on it and skinned a woman alive.
just when they sat in the car.
they heard a gun shot, they rushed inside, the mother and his boy was lying dead.
their heads blown to pieces.
the boy in his mother's arm, dead.
"dead people"
carl noticed someone running, "the killer is running " carl ran after him, Casey called backup.
carl ran after him, he ran too fast for a man.
carl took out his guns and shot at him, the bullet passed through his head, but nothing happened.
he should have fallen dead, but he was still running fast.
"impossible".
at last, carl stopped, he fell.
the killer came towards.
blue alien mask, like the mother said, in a black jacket, blonde hair.
he took out his mask and looked at carl with a grin.
"Timmy?" carl said.
and the gun in the hand of the killer shot and another man had died.
