Strange Boys
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It's just as the old rumor says. "If you mind breaks just enough, you'll see a glimpse of Hell," Everyone has seen their own hell at least once, but only a few has actually seen Hell.
Thomas Wenner was never the one to experience anything great. Well, at least not yet. He always knew the world was full of strange places and stranger people. He sees demon like creatures everywhere he goes. All of them wear masks. Not much different from the metaphorical mask he wears. He has one particular demon that follows him around. He always knew he was mad. He always has been. His mental state isn't the best and it never will be. He only imagines the sick, violent things he wants to do to people in his head. He wishes he had the strength to do those things.....
Jack Baymont is a detective who never sleeps because of the fear of what he closes his eyes. He enters Hell every time he sleeps and it's nothing like the hell all the churches warned him about. He fears that he might be developing schizophrenia. Ever since he started working on this mass homicide case he has been seeing people in masks following him....
A group of misfits that call themselves the Strange Boys see the Demons every day and adore them. They know the world is riddled with filth and all they want to do is clean it up as violently as possible.
Sometimes, it feels good to be a strange boy.
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