So I'm still asleep, I haven't managed to pull through just yet, and to be honest this past week has been extremely interesting.
Flashback: 2 days Prior
"Hey, Hey Clévonté. It's me Johnson. I know it's a bit stupid that I'm here, given you can't here mans and that, but I had to come here cause I've got some developments. You see, mans like you can't get jook up and then have your bredrins like me just sit back and do nothing. You see, I tracked down the culprit, yeah but I'm ain't to do things half-heartedly like he did, you get me, Man's is going in. The full way, 100%, I'm gonna fight to the death bruv, just like I know you would for me. Anyways I just came here to let you know that soon we're gonna get Jonell and we're gonna kill him. He won't get away with what he done to you; Man's is gonna put him six foot under. Anyways, the police have been on me still, so I'm gonna have to lay low for a bit and then when the time is right, I'll strike. Laters bro, love you long time"
End of Flashback
Ok so now I'm determined, I'm not dying no way. I mean ok so by some unfortunate accident I end up here and some Johnson guy who's calling me bro is going to strike someone on my behalf. Now my interest is piqued, I've got to find out what's going on and I definitely need to stop this crazy killing mission. I mean why would anyone need to kill someone over an accident. It was an accident right? I'm not just crazy here? I mean if it wasn't an accident I would know, right? I would feel something, some kind of hatred bubbling in me...
But I don't, I don't really feel anything.
