I sat at the table. Someone new came. They sat at the table. "I hear you're The Majuscule Mask," he asked me. "What's it to you?" I asked. "You were pretty famous back in the day. When you had two arms," I slammed his head on the table. "Mention my arm again. I dare you, kiddo," I said to him. He shivered. "O-okay..." He said like he was mortified. I continued eating. A guard yelled, "Get outside, scum!" I got up and walked outside. We all grouped together. "We found some interesting things including a map of the prison and escape plans in a cell. This person is... Edward!" A guard yelled to everyone. Edward was taken out of the group and beaten by 3 guards. "Also, No-Arm here has been acting suspicious. Somethin' you wanna tell us?" The guard asked. I yelled back, "The only thing that's been happening in my head is flashbacks!" The guard motioned and another guard hit me with a baton multiple times. I was let back up. The new guy was sweating. I wondered if there were any good people left. Any good coppers left. Any good heroes left.
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Masks
Mystery / ThrillerIn March of 1953, San Francisco, a 26 year old man named William who wears a black mask and a black suit takes down a local mob. A 54 year old man named George is sentenced to a life in prison with one arm. How will these paths cross? Find out in Ma...
