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for the "We're Evil"

Death

A 'loomed immense plain at the foot of the hill where I was. It was fielded an army that will be counted and one hundred thousand units in front of it there was only one man. Only silence could be heard. The wind ruffled the hair of that solitary man, dressed in a crimson armor. Hours passed before we could perceive the slightest movement, all was still, the drops of sweat on the faces of the soldiers shone in the sun and the smell of fear was felt for miles.

An inhuman scream that seemed to come from the depths of the abyss, which seemed out of the gorge of the most vile creature ever imagined a human being, which was intolerable and unsustainable for each ear, broke the silence and the lone man brandishing his ax began to run towards his enemy. The army stood still terrified by such a fury, waiting to collect the charge of that animal crazy.

A cacophony of metallic noises and screams of pain now reign throughout the valley. The red armor could be seen among the army and was left behind in its wake only a multitude of dismembered bodies, no longer moves.

I had been kidnapped by the massacre that I would be attending and the time seemed to pass quickly as if it had all happened in a moment: after the collision the only one left standing was the lone ranger. He was now again motionless and stared towards the horizon, so rest for a few minutes, then set off without looking as if they nothing had happened.

At the sight of such carnage she realized that not only had mangled their bodies but their souls had also raped.

Art For Senses Preschool

Metrack

The sun is beginning to rise.

The first rays beyond the blanket of fog and the sky begins to be colored blue. Everything around me started to become a bright color.

The noises are muffled silence reigned everywhere. The sound of my steps is lost in the district still asleep.

Only the sanitation workers are already at work, their rest will come later.

's 5, the train will arrive at 5 and 15.

I approached the ticket vending machine: silent swallows my money and a thousand sounds mechanical eject your card. Obliterated, the product of the marvel of technology and I went toward the underpass.

This place, always illuminated by artificial light brings evidence on the walls of thousands of people: some are vulgar, others are works of art. There are simple messages of love and memories of holidays past. Esco

of fresh air and I sit on the bench is intended to rest eternal travelers.

After careful consideration of the clock and a reflection on the reputation of the railways, I decide that I have all the time fumarmi a cigarette. The bluish smoke is slowly rising curves and draws in its wake.

exit the subway I see a lady with two bags, will be 50 years and a life behind a desk has left its mark. She sits beside me, watching me and then I dare ask, "and 'already passed the train?". I would say that if passed would not be here but I would have to wait on, however, opt for something more polite: "No, sir, will arrive in minutes." I just have time to finish the sentence a bell began to ring and a recorded voice announces the arrival of the train.

I get up and I walk away, trying to get on a coach other than the lady. It 's not disdain that the company, but there is definitely a limit to everything.

wagons are practically empty, and I sit by the window as the train resumed its march watch the quarter that begins to awaken.

At the next station sits in front of me a nun who once asked me: "My little son that puzzled look," "excuse me sister is that now I have to start working."

An 'explosion interrupts the discussion, the nun begins to scream, the train begins to slow down and I took advantage to put a bullet in the head of' frightened servant of god.

"I told you I had to start work, nothing personal."

rails must have been destroyed, I have all the time I need to find the President of Sniper & co. before help arrives. Should be in the coach after mine. Background

the door, but now appears before me a bodyguard, a beast of two meters.

explodes on a shot that cleanly separates the arm, coming out only a squirt of blood. Plastovinilici cursed beings.

I am in, I hit bottom and I find myself in another coach, I have a sore jaw.

I get up, the NPC runs towards me with his arm that is growing back.

I have to change the software and inject Metrack, the download the file to the melee and 'fast, but the solution does not suit gene enters the bloodstream quickly enough and the gorilla riste me with a hook.

spit blood.

staggered.

Cado.

Every part of the body begins to burn, the drug starts to work.

breaking my right arm now regenerates. With my new Appendix I cut other things, it loses its humanity.

eyed NPC hours reflected desperation, not thinking of being a front Dragger.

tries to escape, but the blade on my right hand reaches him and blows away the legs, are on the left hand and the claw my heart. Now I do not able to regenerate so easily.

The noise drew the other bodyguards, I find myself in front of two human beings, who have seen it before fleeing in despair.

Three bullets in the back, forcing a pause for breath, I do not like raging, usually, but to follow the other's head pulped. When I reach the fugitive

the block with his hand still dripping gray matter, is too frightened to resist, answers to my questions without any problems, so I decide not to suffer further, a single bullet in the neck.

I leave behind the massacre that I made: an NPC, two humans and a nun, for she did not take a penny, but I wanted to do it.

Nestled among the seats I find Gregory Mc Lowan, cries, laughs and shakes. Fear sometimes makes strange effects.

I look at him with contempt because I hate people who ask forgiveness, do not know how to die with pride.

I have not the faintest idea of \u200b\u200bwhat he did to be sentenced to death, I never asked questions like this, but seeing that I will certainly taken a slimy and disgusting.

The tear his eyes and tongue, screaming in despair, do not laugh anymore.

The cutting arms and legs, maybe I'm exaggerating because I died on the spot.

I go back to my place and I change clothes, the effect of Metrack ends and returns to normal.

off the train and head for home, I had promised my daughter to go and take to school.