The mysterious man and I stood outside of the cell, he was holding up his lantern so we see each others faces, apparently he wanted to tell me something. He had on a gas mask with red lenses, it looked ominous as hell in the dim light of the lamp.
"My name is Austin," he says "you can call me Mr. Death."
Huh? Mr. Death? What a fucked up name, is this guy really gonna kill me? I need a weapon. I looked around for a weapon and saw in the man's hand was now a nail bat, with six sharp, bloody nails stuck in the end.
[EDIT] Want to know why this is never to be finished? Read "Update [9/05/09]"
September 1, 2009
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