"Where is the purple wolf?" I ask a half dead man.
"I... fuck...you..." He holds up his gun.
I let out a sigh and I slice his throat open. I look around. I may have over did it a little bit. Bodies lay on the floor lying in a pool of red. I look around. Well... it is a nice color change. It looks quite like Jackson Pollock-ish.
My Shadow points. I turn. A man looks at me pointing the gun at me. He shakes and trembles. My Shadow grabs the gun and the man let's out a scream. I walk forward. I twirl the knife in my hand.
"Just tell me where the lady in purple is." I say.
"We... don't know! But there's a party going on that she's showing up to. The opera building!" He yelled.
"Oh... of course. How very like a woman of that caliber." I say.
I turn. Then I hear a loud bang. I feel something digging into my flesh. I wall to my knees. Shit! A bullet. I look down and I see red blood. That mother fucker. I grip it. I gasp in the air. My shadow grows horns.
"Well, that was rude." My voice changes.
I turn back to him. The lights grow dark. I slam my knife into the wall and I drag it. He backs away from me. I charge and he screams.
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