Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2009 21:46:29 GMT -5
“Breaking news here, investigators has confirmed that 8 citizens have been slaughtered in what seems to be a cannibalistic ritual. The bodies were found deep in an underground warehouse on Tufinal Avenue. Over 50 surviving captives were found in a dungeon like area near the warehouse. Officer Jenkins shortly described the warehouse as “a hell house; people hanging from the walls, satanic images, and the smell of blood, everywhere you went. The works of the brawlers, no less.” Key investigators are have begun to connect this occurrence to the recent murder of former US Army Marshall Captain John Chip, who had similar markings and cuts of the victims on Tufinal. However, there have been no current suspects of interest, according to BCPD officers. When our street team asked George Henry, a prisoner at the warehouse, about the occurrences at the scene of the crime, he stated “They’re coming. They’ll have no mercy. Just thirsts.” We will continue to give you current updates on the situation. This is Brawl City News.”
I just can’t believe what happened; what happened to me. But, why? I thought I was protected by Mom and Dad. They said…they said…that they would keep their watchful eye over me, no matter the situation. They said they would protect from anything that prowl in the night. But, they didn’t keep their promise. They said I would never be taken away from them. They lied.
I don’t know where those people took me. I’ve been with them for nearly a day, and I still haven’t had a good look at them. They locked me in an old, dusty basement, they holds God knows what. I wish I could have told them that I’m afraid of the dark. They put this weird thing around my neck. I tried to touch it, but it hurt me, so much. Why do these people want to punish me?
I don’t know where those people took me. I’ve been with them for nearly a day, and I still haven’t had a good look at them. They locked me in an old, dusty basement, they holds God knows what. I wish I could have told them that I’m afraid of the dark. They put this weird thing around my neck. I tried to touch it, but it hurt me, so much. Why do these people want to punish me?
I can remember what…what happen. But, I…I don’t want to.
I can only think of my sister now. God, I hope...I hope that she’s alright. I hope they didn’t take Grimmy, too.
I can only think of my sister now. God, I hope...I hope that she’s alright. I hope they didn’t take Grimmy, too.
