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Outside was an empty wasteland with no sign of life other than a single broken road that connected to the junkyard.

I followed that road.

…

'That person must have died because he saw something about my situation'

I thought about the scene now that I had calmed down…that person was most likely dead because of me

I was sad of course, a person lost their life because of me. A man who had a family or friends who loved him and needed him but, I can't do anything about it right now.

' I will do everything that I can to find the people that did this and bring them to justice'

I was probably kidnapped and I must have stayed in that bag for days judging by the soreness I felt…. that man seemed to have died around that time too, although I couldn't really tell.

I wasn't a person that knew those things and even if I was I wouldn't know since I couldn't remember.

Now that I think about it, my memory loss was in and of itself kind of weird. I couldn't remember anything on my own but I could clearly recall something if I sensed it like when I saw the brick walls at the garbage storage or when I smelt that awful smell.

'Anyway, I could always come and look for more clues whenever I am ready.'

The likelihood of me finding clues was very slim either way.

A lot of time has passed since the incident and even if there are clues left the scene, nothing would change in a couple of days…

As I was lost in my thoughts I spotted a light far away.

'People!'

I had the urge to run but I decided not to, I was already very tired and my body felt sore and sluggish

…

It was a dark cloudy night. The sky, devoid of any light, showered the city in complete darkness.

In a dark alley, a man with wounds all over his half naked body was tied up on the ground while looking up to a chubby man wearing a black suit in front of him

"Please s-sir, don't hurt my son. You can kill me but please, he has nothing to do with it"

"You should know what happens to people who steal from me, my friend. If I don't set an example out of you for all the other scumbags out there, I'm gonna go broke"

"Please don't, please, you can do anything you want to me but please-"

'This is getting kinda boring… Should I just decapitate his son in front of him to see his reaction? No wait, perhaps I could…'

John Brown, the boss of this area, a prominent figure in the drug business in "the ruins" and an [E] ranked mutant was currently in the middle of punishing a thief.

The money he had stolen was a miniscule amount that would in no way threaten John's business but, just this man's insolence alone to dare steal from him, the boss of the "Brown" area, made him fume in anger.

So naturally, he needed to have fun with him before killing him.

"Bring the kid here"

"No sir I, please d-don't please-"

"And shut him up"

A person that was standing behind the shouting man immediately injected him with a substance that put him in a paralyzed state but left his consciousness and his senses intact

'This is gonna be fun' John thought

…

As I got near the light a city was revealed to me.

The city was in a completely ruined state.

There were a lot of huge buildings that had either collapsed or were on the brink of collapse. It was a style of building that I had never seen before but it seemed old fashioned.

It smelled bad, a mix of alcohol piss and rot.

'People...'

I could see some people sleeping outside in blankets; some were on the floor and some on benches that were spread through the city.

They were dirty and their skin looked rough and malnourished. They reeked of alcohol and cigarette smoke

...They didn't look like the best people to talk to about my situation so I continued

The city was almost completely dark

There were lamps on the roads but they didn't give any light, the little light that could be seen came mostly from half extinguished barrel fires

'Well… this isn't exactly what I had in mind but that's fine I guess…'

I was wondering around the city trying to find a place to stay for the night when I saw a strong light coming from a back alley.

'Could it be a place to ask for help?'

Well, just the thought of finding people to talk to was good enough

I run towards it without thinking but suddenly stopped

A scene that couldn't be described with words was revealed before me

" Aaaargh *sniff*, dad, aaaah"

"That's the 5th finger, 5 more to go! Well, isn't this exciting, that's what you get for daring to steal from me you fucking bastard."

In front of me was a child no older than 10 that was tied on a chair. It had marks all over its body and missing fingers in both of his hands. It was looking at a half conscious man that was on the floor with tears in its eyes.

The half conscious man was staring at the child as well as at the chubby man behind the child.

The chubby man had black eyes, blonde hair and although he seemed pretty fat and anathletic… he felt strong.

It was a sense that I had never felt before, I felt that the man before me was miles above me in strength, that I was nothing before him, but I dismissed that thought. It was probably just my imagination after seeing such a scene

"Time to cut the 6th finger, remember that when I cut 'em all he is gonna be thrown in the fire! Hahahaha, well, there's nothing you can do about it either way, so just watch as your son you love so much suffers until his final breath."

My first thought was to run, to go as far away as possible but I didn't

I don't know if it was because of me seeing the body of that dead man back at the junkyard but I felt like I should help, I should try to save them

I couldn't let more people die, if I let them die here even though I could save them, would mean that they would die because of me. I didn't want any more people to die because of me. I didn't want to let my fear control me. I must save them.