Chapter One :: "Escape".

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My name is Nick. I am a twenty year old man with a burning heart, beating for revenge. Justice needs to be done.

Whenever I was five, my mother died in a deadly accident. Well, they all said it was an accident. The police thought it was a suicide.

No, it wasn't. I was there, and I know exactly what happened.

My mother was in debt. She owed this man money. His name was David. He made a deal with my parents. He gave her money, but in return she would have to give back the same amount in a month.

Unfortunately, my mother lost her job, and she couldn't afford the rest of the money.

One night, she took me in the car and drove to a gas station. She was crying and looked nervous. I was young, so I didn't understand. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and said: "Goodbye, sweet angel."

She got out of the car and walked towards a man in a hoodie. It was David. I was watching in the car. They began to argue, and my mother was crying even more. She made a run for the car, but he grabbed her neck and threw her in the trees. He took out his pistol and fired a gunshot.

She was dead. He left the gun in her hands, so it looked like she committed suicide. He ran into the trees for cover. I never saw him again.

I was clueless to what had happened. I didn't know my mother was dead. But that was it. I had officially became an orphaned child.

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*PRESENT DAY*

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I sat in the asylum, looking down at my tight handcuffs. I was thirsty and hungry. I had enough of this shit life.

In case you are unaware, an asylum is a big building where crazy and psychopathic people are kept. Like me.

A guard was standing at the bars of my cell, his back to me. I got up slowly and approached him quietly.

I strangled him to death, causing him to fall to the ground. While he was struggling to escape, he made no noise due to the strength of my handcuffs.

I reached down into his pocket and took out keys. I unlocked my handcuffs and then I slid his body into my cell, so he wouldn't be seen by any other guards.

I took his gun and shot the bars on the window. The building was so old that it actually worked. I crawled out, and fell to the ground. Luckily I was only on the first floor.

"Shit." I sighed. The alarm went off.

I quickly ran into the forest. As I was running, I realised I did something that David had done. He killed my mother and then ran into the forest to hide.

Now I'm doing the same. I just strangled a man to death and now I'm approaching the forest, looking for a hiding place.

"C'mon... c'mon." I was getting closer to the forest.

All of a sudden, gunshots were fired at my legs. They tried to shoot me in the legs because then I wouldn't die, and they could capture me.

"Not today, assholes." I whispered to myself. I then sprinted and reached the trees.

An hour went by, and I was still running. I stopped to take a breath, and I set up camp in a small area.

I made a camp with wood and fire.

I took out a photo of my mother. I looked at it, having a tear in my eye.

"I'm coming for you, David. You're gonna wish you never killed her."

I threw the photo of my mother in the fire, and I watched as it burnt in the crackling heat.

"I want revenge."

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