"One drop of blood And the contract will be sealed. The man wearing dark clothes with red stripes says, ``A man-sized puppet that looks like a cultist servant holding a cross behind him, ``Then the old warehouse shakes, "Is so dark in here, And the lights just cut off." The cultist exclaims The warehouse shakes again, And it comes crashing down at a fast rate.

"NOoOo the ritual must be completed, my puppet shield, me!!" The cultist screams as the warehouse come crashing down, Then he grabs the strings of the puppet and pulls them towards him but it's too late the warehouse crashes on the cultist and the puppet leaving only a pool of blood, And the crimson demon blood ritual that seems inactive.

The earth shakes as the car's engine roars, "Mom, how long until we get there?" A young man 15 years old wearing nothing but rags exclaims, The old, tired-looking woman coughs, Then responds, "Calit, my dear child soon enough this will be our new home." Calit eyes shine for the first time, "Really our new home but how we don't have the credits for something like this?"

Calit's mother responded, "Of Course we do I sold the house and got some extra income in my job." Calit eyes went from shining to empty voids of despair, " You aren't selling yourself to others for my sake again are you, mom?" Calit turned to his mother with a serious expression, "No of course not sweetheart I promised you, I wouldn't do it again."

Calit felt silent inside of the taxi car, felt to the brim with awkwardness, The taxi driver not daring to look in that direction to not get sucked into the awkwardness, Calit thought why are we so poor? It was when my father died, Why does everyone have a puppet beside me? Why didn't father leave me a puppet then we wouldn't be in this stinking car, puppet's can be far stronger than any car, building, or person, Why me? Why me? Why me?

The taxi driver finally turned his head and said, "We have arrived." when he heard the taxi driver's strong voice, Calit finally got out of his trance, "It will be 15 credits for the ride." The taxi driver said, "Of course I'll pay straight away" Calit's mother gave the taxi driver 15 credits, A regular person earns 10 to 20 credits a day barely enough to survive the day.

While puppet fighters get 15 to 35 credits just for fighting then they also get extra money for every person that attends the fight at least 1 credit for every person that attends, This is the first time I seemed 15 credits, When it was my birthday I only got 1 credit.

"Come on Calit is time to get off." Calit's mother exclaimed, "Wow this looks like a broken warehouse but the roof seems to be recently fixed there's even some rubble on the ground when they were moving it out a lot better than our old home."

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