BleachedHeartPiece

    He put me on again today, I knew what that meant. We went down the usual route, down to the bar to get a drink. For whatever reason this guy always needs to have a couple drinks of gin before he can do it. He seems to taking a bit more tonight though, hopefully he’ll still be able to get the job done. I can’t see his face, but judging by the way he’s shaking he must be thinking about the assignment. I don’t know why he does this, but he probably has a reason, doesn't he? He got up and walked out of the place, leaving in a different vehicle. Pressure was on me all the way there, he must be in a hurry tonight. We r

   He ran into the street crying at the top of his lungs. In his arms was a girl covered in blood. A girl that he had only known for a day. A girl he never even bothered to learn the name of. "Please save her!" He cried "Anyone! You can take me, just save her!" Some stared at him, others were too afraid to move and some started to run to the nearest guard station. Yet no one went to help him get the girl to safety. "Don't any of you recognize me!" He shouted at them in blind rage. "I'm the person you've been searching for, for 8 years!" A squad of guards came charging at the man, desperate to stop him from saying anymore. "I'm the one who kil