Chapter 1 Part 1

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"Juzt follow the plan... And you'll be juzt fine. Juzt breathe... It'll all be okay zoon."

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BONG!

THUD...!

A giant unknown man fell to the ground. Trickles of blood spilling out of the fresh wound given to him on the back of his head. Tiny bits of blood fell on the floor, the dark crimson water stains the wood a darker shade of brown. He had just been whacked by a shovel held tightly in the shaking hands of the stranger invading his home. The stranger dropped the shovel to cover her mouth in shock of her own actions. She heaved to herself as she tried to calm down. Heart pounding clinks of glass fragments filled her ears, MABSOOT gulped. She has just brutally murdered a giant male human in his own home, or at least she thinks she mercilessly murdered him, never having to take another being's life before.

The home of this giant male on the floor was dead set in the middle of a large forest. She had been stalking this house for a while now. Watching this man's every move through his first-floor windows. Something in her must have snapped to just break into a house and knock this poor innocent man dead to the cold hard ground. But then again, what if he is not so innocent? Maybe he is wanted for a crime he committed, or did something so disgusting to the public eye, that he was forced to isolate himself deep in this forest, miles away from other people who would knock him out themselves. What if he kidnapped children and put them in unlimited torment? What if he ate babies? Alive? What if he sneezed in someone's coffee and watched them drink it with an evil grin across his face?

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