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   Next time I woke up,I felt a cold hard chain on my neck. It was dragging,weighing me down as if I was an animal, out of bounds . I had to be trapped,punished. The chain was cold hard steel,I could not move much and either way,I was bruised,hurting,wounded. It felt like the end of days,for me at least. I opened my eyes and saw the beast. That’s what it seemed like. It was his hound. On a leash but oh so close to my face. I could tell the animal was starving,it was angry,it was ready to tear me apart,into tiny pieces only to swallow them up at once. The beast was snarling,drooling,angry,barking at me..I could not put a fight,show any emotion. I was exhausted after what he did to me. Why did he do it?Who was he?What did he want from me and why me in the first place?Speak of the devil…    There he was..A shadowy tall figure,the hand holding the beast back.All I could see is his silhouette. A tall lanky slim man,what seemed to be like he was dressed in a ...

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   Every night would be the same,and it was getting worse. At first,I would get ready for bed as usual,get comfortable and close my eyes. Before too long I was fast asleep and dreaming away. Then it started.I don’t remember when exactly but I do remember the first night. I dreamt of being in the park,sitting on the bench,autumn. I am reading the newspaper,sipping on the coffee. Dogs,children around. So nice,so peaceful and then it began. Out of nowhere,this big dark mass started to destroy everything. It appeared as a dark dot in the distance and as it was getting closer to me,it was getting bigger and bigger. It was swallowing everything in it’s way,leaving nothing behind. It was growing and getting closer. It was not like the dogs and the children were flying in it’s mouth. The dream was just being ripped apart,just ripped into nothing.Gone. this thing was getting closer to me and once it was real close,massive darkness,loud howl..I woke up,screaming,in sweat. It was a ...

   Blood red banners. What once was a symbol of victory and hope,now is a symbol for oppression,punishment,his rule. He rules with an iron fist and a rotten heart. All who cross his path,get in his way,say a word or do a deed against him,shall face the judgement and the judgement always is the same,death.He has changed,power changed him. Power always changes men. Those of the weak will and of the lesser mind,those people always get corrupted,carried away. They taste the power and all they want is more and he is no exception.    His blood red banners,the symbol of his rule,the symbol of fear, slowly dance in the wind as if they were mocking the people he is supposed to serve. The fountain square,where all of the celebrations would take place,is nothing but a desolate wasteland,left behind and forgotten. There are no celebrations in this city,not any more. Not since he came to power. Correction,unless the celebration has something to do with him. Usually,him tak...

Karl:Get down! Mason:Why? K:Coz in a minute they will start shooting.. M:It’s all a big misunderstanding.They cant’t just.. Mason falls to the ground at the sound of bullets whizzing by and going straight at him with every passing second. K:I did tell you.. M:Yeah,but why would they?How can they?They can’t touch me.I am one of them.I need to get to Larson and explain everything to him. He will get it.. K:Will he?. M:Yeah.I always worked for him and he knows me. K:Yeaaaaah,but you also know how much he loves money and here you are on the run with a lot,a lot of his money. Now,am I wrong or there were others on the run with his money? M:Yeah but,they planned it and he caught up and gave them what they deserved.I did not know what was in the trunk. K:Oh yeah. I am sure he will sit there,listen to your story,say it’s ok and let you go.Right..After he puts one of his signature bullets in your brain.What’s done,is done. You have to run now or you will be a dead man...