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One hours earlier.....
Marks p.o.v.
I couldn't get him out of my head. I needed Sean and he needed me. It didn't matter, why would he wanna talk to me? I'm an idiot. I walked home and went straight to my own room. It was a little room with only a bed and a writing desk. I sat down behind my laptop and turned it on. I started talking with my friend.

Me: Any news?
Friend: Yes, a bank robbery at 15 pm.
Me: Which bank?
Friend: Jucice bank, so hurry.

I turned off my laptop, runned downstairs and grabbed my ritual stuff. I runned into the forest and started the ritual. It was easy to do, I had it done so many times. I made graceful movements with my hands and there the little sparklings came. My arms became stronger and my pink mustache appeared. I rest for a minute and realisted how many times I had done this. When I was resting I saw a girl walking to me. I looked surprised and before I even could bring out a word, she attacked me.

I dodged her first kick to my throat with an easy swing of my neck. I looked at her, why did she do this? She looked like a young girl, around 8 years old. She started attacking me again and gave me a lot of punches everywhere. I tried to defend myself with my arms, but there appeared bruises everywhere. I tottered and fel down. She jumped at me and grabbed a knife. No! I grabbed her by the arms and threw her away. I stood up and looked her in the eyes. 'Now it's serious'.

I runned super fast and punched her in the face. She flew a few meters backwards. I waited untill she was ready to fight back, but she didn't stand up. I walked at her, she looked up ans said whispering: ' I'm sorry I had no choice'. Immediately she throwed the knife. I grabed my chest and felt down. Blood flooded over my shirt and my vision was getting darker. I only saw the girl running away with the knife in her hand.

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