Prequel

Earthlings: Sequel

“Watch out, old man,” the dark haired man shoved his shoulder into the cloaked figure, the one everyone knew to avoid, everyone but this boy.

It only took a second: blood and a scream. The cloaked figure didn’t even stop, he just kept walking, jerking his knife out of the man’s shoulder. No one tried to stop him. Everyone knew they would be much healthier if they let him be. And so they did. The dark haired man squirmed and screamed, with the amount of blood he was losing he’d be dead sooner rather than later, there was no saving him now.

An old man shook his head, “boys these days.”

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