John: "Come on guys! We can't stop now the damn country has fallen!"
"Jesus what the hell is going on!?"
John: "Oh wow, I didn't know that destroying the president and the White House would cause this!"
"Fuck you I'm serious, it could not have been that bad!"
John: "It's pretty fucking bad! I mean yeah we could escape but uh... we barely managed to get a boat and not to mention, Brando and Francisco are holding down the boat, we just barely got in time to save you and so far, it's been a fucking disaster!"
"Ok yeah, that sounds like hell actually... Jesus..."
Penelope: "There's no time to stop, we stop we're dead and this will mean nothing!"
Boom!
Bang bang bang!
John: "I see the docks! We're almost there!"
"Yeah? Alright good cause we- Ah!"
???: "RAHHH! YAH!"
"OH GOD GET IT OFF MAN! AHHH!"
John: "Jesus! Gerald! Gerald you dumb bastard!"
Bang!
Plat!
"This ain't no fucking Gerald! Wait where the fuck is he!!"
Wham!
??.: "Rah!"
As I quickly get up to see a undead Gerald...
"Gerald! Wait what the hell happened to him?! Why's he like that!"
John: "I don't what, but something in him changed him and he tried to kill me, only because of Penelope I am alive."
"But why?! I took out the device! He should've been fine!"
John: "I don't know man, either way we need to kill him bef-"
Bang!
Plat!
Penelope: "There that solve your problem for ya? Now hurry!"
"Gerald...Man...Gerald, why?"
We continued to head towards the docks as I wonder why he betrayed John and tried to kill him, it doesn't make sense...
Thud!
"Argh! Fuck... agh..."
As pain starts to intrude my senses and as the adrenaline is wearing wearing off, I feel lethargic... My muscles are cramping...I can barely move... Oh god..."
"Argh... Not now... I...I- ARGH!"
As cramps begin to happen all over my body as I sense them leaving... This is really it huh?
As I confessed to her... As I...I finally killed that son of a bitch Torvac...As I finally achieved my goal...I fall when my body no longer can handle more... I feel the cramps only getting worse and worse...My vision darkens as I feel limp...I haven't been a good man...Infact, I say I was on the verge of bad even before my life when to hell...Hell, I think that even without me being framed, I would've ended up somewhere same as or even worse than this...
Rumble!
I begin to crawl with whatever strength I have left... It's not fair... Why do I have to be the bad guy?... Or maybe I was the bad guy before all this and this is my punishment, damnnation most likely...I don't wanna die...
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An Immoral Beginning
HorrorMarcus Gonzalez, a normal teen with a normal life. Something however, is beginning to take effect as he gets sucked into it as well as his friends. Where his journey shines a new light on the morals of life, to make the decision that weighs heavily...
