The people in black watched as the young boy grieved over the burial. Quiet sobbing once stopped as he could hear the faint rumble of an engine drive off into the distance. He brought his hands up to his face and wiped his fake-produced tears. He slowly laughed, a small chuckle becoming a hysterical one, then plastering a psychotic looking grin onto his face, his brunette hair bouncing and emerald eyes shining with mischief.
" It must be pretty dark down there, huh? "
" Obviously, genius. "
After hearing that response, his face contorted with amusement.
He let out a small snort.
" Yeah, okay Cassy, hurry up. The train to the next city is leaving in 45 minutes- I packed your bag. Here's your card. "
He carefully placed the card beside the flowers which was for the supposedly called, 'funeral', as he hauled himself up and dusted off his pants.
He walked to his bike which was neatly perched up on its stands.
" I hope this goes well. "
This story is about two child-hood friends, wanting to escape the past that haunts them, and build a new one- far away- framing an innocent man as a convicted murderer to do so. Cassandra Adler and Killian Moore were known as the inseparable, psychotic and trouble-making childhood friends. Will they be able to make it in one piece to a new, better life?
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---- Or will some things go terribly wrong causing their whole plan to destroy their hopes and dreams? Read more to find out if the two best friends defeat dangerous quests, gain new allies, and face the wrath of their new-found archenemies. ----