They came in the night with no warning. Nothing seemed different as i took the usual route home from work that night. I was knocked out with a blow to the head, something wet running down my face. When i woke up, i was in an unfamiliar room with a pounding headache. And things only got worse from there. Enter Death. That arrogant, egotistical jerk. Except he was my savior. ******************** Bad description, trust me. I know. Anyway. All characters are a work of fiction. They come from my imagination. If you dont like the story, dont read it. Dont leave hateful comments. Thanks.All Rights Reserved
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