Chapter 1
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(congressman Venetian Solas of Philadelphia) "Mortalities current victim Speaks"
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listen mother fucker, stop your goddamn monologue you egotistical, self righteous,..
SLAP!
" blood drips too the floor "
(drip.... drip....drip....)
(Mortality responds to Venetian Solas)
you really think I'm going to just let you speak to me this way and after all the time I've given you to repent
you know what
better yet how about you bite the bullet right now
( sticks gun the the sinners forehead)
click...
aww well look here I must have miscounted
rotates the cylinder of the revolver with his fingertips swiftly
wizzzzz
click..
click
BOOM!
(smoke slowly fades from the tip of the revolver barrel)
thud
splat
the body hits the concrete floor limp and lifeless as a puddle of crimson forms around the head