sonic41162
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None of the art is mine!
It's been a few years since your little sister was born. Your parents had been arrested a few weeks prior, so now you take care of your sister and yourself. You have the money and the knowledge for the job, but you seem to be running low on it. You promised yourself that you wouldn't do it again... You would go down that path once more...
"... I wouldn't do this again, but..." Looking at your surroundings to make sure your sister wasn't near.
"I'll have to kill for money once more." But surely there are much safer jobs out there, but you hate to admit it... You're rather great at killing...
You call your old boss, waiting for the damn guy to pick it up, you heard a noise outside. You put the phone down and grab one of the knives from the kitchen. No matter what it is... It'll be dead...