• A man growing tired of all his shiza layin around,a man growing tired of waking up drunk the next day in his car. A man sick of his city being destroyed in an unimaginable way. After his life crumbled to peices he lived in the slums of his city. The smell of dead rat and bridges made of F____ing
    DRIFT WOOD!!! He glanced at a woman dying on the sh__tty old bridge he
    said"WHY THE HELL DOSNT ANYONE RIGHT HERE WANT TO HELP THIS POOR wOMAN DYING ON THE F___iNG GROUND"
    "You know what u can all go F__CK yourselfs for all I care"The people of the slums shouted"we also will be dying one day ourselves so except the fate of
    this elderly woman!"
    Creed was furious,but there was no way to help the old lady. "The Next Day"
    Creed Heard a crackle on the city intercom,a man started speaking"Today is the day that our murdurer will be hung if u want to see this man die its 5 bucks for admission MWAHAHAHAHAha!!!"
    THE END OF PART ONE!!