Oddly enough København was still intact. You could actually see the houses from far distance. They were BEAUTIFUL!
You would think it would all go in ruins. Hahahahaaa! No!
- We should probably move on instead of looking down a barrel of a gun.
But...
- Hey, shut up!
- No! Jørgen don't do this, we can be a family again. You and I got a kid! *Cries* No, don't you dare punch me again!
- Hahaha. You think I wanted this family? Ever since you cheated on me, we have gotten a smaller and smaller chance of making this family stable. This is your fault, Sofia Ivanov! You little whore! *Drinks vodka*, You'll get what's coming!
- Staaaay away from me! *Pushes Jørgen*
- Ouch, you bitch! You will lick the dirt of your own grave before you go, I'll ahahaha make sure of that!
- You monster!
- Dad? Mom? What's going? Are you guys playing games with each other again?
- Son, stay the hell out of this! Your mom is an absolute whore with no sense of mannerisms. She is in fact a cheating bitch and that she will pay dearly for. *Grabs Sofia*.
- Nooooo, dad! You are hurting mom, don't you see?
- Oh you are with this bitch? How do you sleep at night? Well, no matter really *farts and laughs* you'll be paste soon too!
- My dear son, run away before he gets you! Eaaaaarghhhh! *Gets impaled by an old dagger*
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-Did you hear that, Viking? Seems like a family is in great danger! Should we maybe intervene? Paweł said.
- Yeah of course we should. What kind of question is that. Move it, you incisive fools!
We ran toward the house that we heard this from. It wasn't far from the harbour. As we ran, I had to shit, so we stopped and the rest waited. I shat in an outhouse toilet near a boat. Yup, we didn't come far before I had to submit my need.
As I shat, I felt a sharp object against my skin on my neck.
- Don't move, otherwise this will be the end of your life.
- Ok ok! Just... let me put my pants on first... besides... you could've asked first, asshole.
- Nah, that's not really my thing. Get up! NOW!
- Yessir. I will and you put that gun down and nobody gets hurt. Okaaaaay?
- You shouldn't ask that again if you want your head in one piece.
- Yeah... you are right. Lead the way.
As I said that, he proceeded to lead the way simply. He kept a strict eye on me. Like a hawk so to speak.
He led me into a dark alley and was about to eliminate me if his son hadn't shot him.
Brain matter was spilled all over the ground and blood splattered like thick milk.
I almost screamed my lungs and heart out but I held my mouth instead. I wouldn't want to wake the dead families up. No... They're already dead so... go for it, brain!
- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
- Quiet down! This situation already makes me wanna go and vomit. That jerk was my dad.
- We heard your screams back there. Horrible man I assume?
- Da. Horrible man indeed, he said as he drank his Vodka.
- Well. Maybe we should move and go back? What's your name?
- Da! The name's Sergei. We move, da?
- Yeah...
We walked oddly enough calm. When we reached the home. The mother was dead and of course, the father was dead so Sergei was quickly accepted into our little family.
We all helped eachother with the cleaning. Paweł went outside and found a nice spot to put the now lifeless body of Sergei's mom in. It was the most we could do to a stranger we barely even knew. Paweł and Zam guarded the front door as me and the other ones spared of such chore slept like emperors of Rome or kings of The North.
After that day we went deeper into the city. It wasn't pleasant...