GHOSTS

A/N: I had no idea of what I’m posting. But, I can’t help it. I had this story running in my head for weeks, and I’ve had enough. So, I posted it. Hope you guys enjoy

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 EZEKIEL

I felt the pain soaring through my nerves as the poison creeps all throughout my body. I'm trying to get through it, although I don’t know why. I feel my limbs tearing apart, my brain about to explode. My lungs feel tight, and it seems like that the insides of me are on fire. I heard myself scream in agony, throwing my arms over my head and slowly kneeling to the ground. As my vision is getting more blurry by the minute, my eyes are getting heavy. And then what I saw in front of me was a shiloutte of a man, pointing his gun at me. 

"Who... Who are you?" my voice croaked, "Why are you doing this?"

"It's a cold cruel world, kid..." the man answered, "...live with it." His voice was deep and hoarse, with a Western accent. I didn't get to see his face clearly, but all I saw was blood red eyes. 

"Now kid, that poison my boys inject in ya is a killer one. To end that pain I have to shoot ya. It will only be a pain if it lasts longer..." he said as I heard the click of the gun.

If I can, I would run out of here, or try to kill to pay for what he has done. But my body is so weak that I can't even move a muscle, the only words I could get out my mouth was, "What... do y-you want?" 

"Now that's a secret... but since you're gonna die anyway I'm gonna tell it to ya..." he said, "I want the secrets of the Ghosts..." 

And the last thing I heard was the sound of the gun.