Prolugue

Fate usually has a hand in how life is played.

When i woke up i heard the alarm, loud as ever. When i stood up the ground was cold, 'should probably turn on the heating'. After walking towards the kitchen i saw the food i left the other day.

"should probably either throw it in the trash or eat it..."

Thinking through the choices i looked in the fridge, still empty. I would buy more but the grocery shop is not open and im broke. After my breif inner conflict about food i walk out of the apartment. Seeing the broken lamps is not a new sight, being poor is a problem i have to deal with.

After my small instance of depression i decide to do what i would and i walked out of the apartment complex. On the way i saw people eating expensive food at the start of the morning. Rich people have it easy being able to scoff in food like that everyday.

"honestly a waste of money" i blurt out, while making what i guess would be a ugly face.

The onlooker's are probably thinking im jealous but why would i care its not like i have a social image to begin with. Why should i care about it id its already torn apart. All my friends probably have it going better for themself than me and would not bother talking to a failure like me.

After walking a while, i see the train station it being there i just register and board. Seems like there is not that many people on the train, but honestly is nobody going to work its MONDAY not a weekend. Being one of the only people here, i sit down but when i do so i slowly draft into dreamland.

When i woke up i see that the clock is 15:45 being the rational person i am...

'Sh*t i dosed of'. i though while putting my telefone away.

Wondering if i should still go to job i decide against. while walking off the train i think its no use of going on the train again and i decide to walk home. When i go into a alley i see someone getting robbed.

"ahh help me" said the dumbly vulnerable victim

"who would save you, that guy over there looks weaker than you" said the assailant looking smug.

Now if you got a choice 1 save the girl - 2 call the police or 3 join him. I would choose option 4 doing absolutely nothing about the situation. seriusly WHO in their right mind would attack A ARMED ROBBER they can just stab you and poff your dead!

after my short absent of action. I laugh and continue my day or afternoon who cares ill probably lose my job today aswell. Seems like i choose right because the assailant looked frustrated. Suits you right not everyone is as stupid as some highschool kid.

'HAHA i will not fall for your robbery it was probably a trick' i think while being proud

I guess i would be crying on the ground covered in blood if i choose being a hero. Well atleast that didn't happen and as i was walkin along i heard alot of footsteps after some time. The big group type.

'WELL SH*T'! as i start running i see a abondoned building and i run towards it

What am i being followed, after some time i see the same person that was being robbed dressed in a full black suit and shouting to what i supose is her lakeys. What have i gotten into. After some time i hear somebody scream and shortly after i get captured.

"Well you bastard you think you can just laugh at me and get away" she says while holding a steel pipe. "you see ive been in a lot of stress and i decided to try a little trick from the old days, then i see you walking past with what i suppose is the ungliest face ive ever seen, laughing at me". she proceeds to hit me in the face. "well i can just kill you, right now but that would't be fun so ill torture you to vent some of my stress " she says while asking one of her lakeys from what i see to get her the 'Tools'

Better safe than sorry i try what ive seen in a film and dislocate my wrist this is going to hurt like hell.

"ARHHH" i yell in pain.

Who would have guessed it was that easy. After doing so i run towards the nearest exit the stop to my shitty day coming to an end then i hear i loud bang followed my another...

'i feel cold'. and the pain strikes like it never has i shortly begin to fall into what i guess is the sweet embrace of death. Seeing the shocked face of the women cursing at the lakey

"suits her right..." I say while smiling against my muderer