a lonely male with a tragic past who kills abusive males and eats they're hearts meets a very interesting group of people who understand and accept him .
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling restless. I noticed that Jane was asleep next to me so I decided not to wake her. I got up and pulled on my cloak. As I decided to go for a walk and clear my head.
I walked out of my room and down the stairs. Razor following close behind at my side. I walked through the living room and out the front door. It wasn't raining it was actually a pretty cool night outside. So I walked down the Forest path and out into the nearby town.
After walking for a couple of hours. I found myself in a very familiar place. Of all the places in this damn town this was the last place I ever wanted to see again.
This was the one house I dreaded above all the others. My old home the place where my sister Scarlet was taken from me.
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Of course now I really didn't have much to be sad about now. Even though she was desecrated against her will. I still had her back in my life.
I sighed as I walked through the doors into the main room. Everything was just as I remember it. There is even the stained blood on the floor from Scarlet. I sadly walk through the house checking on everything.
Razor at my side ready to attack on a dime.
As I suspected no one had been here in years. Everything was exactly the same as when I left. There is even my old stuffed animals on my bed.
I went into the gun room and grabbed my judge.
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My 1911 45.
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