-Prolouge-

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- Over and over my hands fly up and down in a rapid unforgiving motion...I held a giant rock between my pale hands while I bash in the brains of the man beneath me. Blood and brains splatter me with each unforgiving strike I deliver. The thunder roars in my ears the lightning striking in the dark void of the sky.

Realization rushes in like a tsunami, my breathing is rapid and my hands shake as they drip with this man's blood....I just killed a cop...I'm a cop killer. I had no choice I try to convince myself. The God's from the dark sky are probably judging me as they watched me murder this officer.

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