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Good 'ol Chap

London 2000 June 12 8:00pm

"Vincent Johnson is that right?"

"Yes Sir" replied Vincent

You see Vincent right now is handcuffed because he's a murder suspect. Well He IS a murderer but not this murder. Vincent not really vincent he's a dead man a grim reaper persay. Anyway back to the officer and Vincent

"So you say that you were at the mall at 6:00 pm two days ago right?"

"Yeah after that I drove home. I had a drink or two, talked a bit and left. What did I miss"

"Nothing, who was with you?"

"Well the was John."

"John who?"

"John Doe."

Vincent wasn't lying here the guy called himself that.

"god damit. So your a comidian aye?"

"I guess I am." said Vincent with a chechier grin.

After 2 day of questions Vincent was let home free. Except when he left he was hit by a truck.

...

Time stoped. You could see a figure come out of Vincent's body.

"OI TRUCK-CHAN! IM ON THE JOB CAN YA FUCK OFF." The figure yelled.its voice was off almost like 3 at once. He had a sythe on his back and was in a black formal suit. But the oddest thing was he had a skull for a head.(Picture brittle bones nicky.)

"Sorry John." a voice replied. it was smooth and feminine. it seemed to have come from the truck.

"What ever. I'll just head back." muttered John the skull man.

You see John is death but he hated the name. Vincent Johnson had died a while ago but was used a a skin suit for John to get some work done. Usual he just takes the body and sends it off a cliff. But this time truck chan came by and gave home a grill sandwich.

Time resumed Vincent or body as we should call him went flying and John disappeared.

but just before he left John saw something odd something that shouldn't work.

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