Filled with rage and destruction i hurry to my car. Am i going nuts? i thought to myself . sweat pours down my face . He could pop out any minute but it would be unrealistic especially because i am at the police station. Driving fast blowing my speakers out. I dont care. One thing is on my mind i need to find the killer. All the sudden A pigeon hit my car windshield. I scream. It came out of no where . Then another one hit my windshield . The dark red blood had splattered all over . the rain had started and it washed off the blood and remains. The rain evolved into hard hail.
