Prologue The enigmatic sky was as black as tar, rain fell heavily across the pessimistic city from swirling grey clouds. Blue flashes of lightning struck the tops of towering derelict skyscrapers. Hundreds and thousands of buildings jumbled together in a massive multitude of disarray. Deep in the crevices of the city, in a small dark alley stood two figures, watching each other in contemplative silence. The first figure who stood in the entrance of the alleyway was a young man. The young man was clad in blue and grey, a mangy shock of brown hair peeked from beneath his smart rain cap. On the other end of the alleyway stood an older man clad entirely in black. The black clad figure stared malevolently at the young man. The older man whose arms were behind his back, now brought one arm slowly out to the side, the younger man perceived the sickening unsheathing sound of
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Within the man’s grasp was a large meat cleaver. The young man shuttered violently from fright, he knew these were the last moments of his pathetic life. The figure in black started walking slowly and steadily towards the boy in blue. The rain and all other noises were dampened by the alley, an eerie deathly silence overtook the dark damp corridor. Scraaaaaaaa…..scraaaaa…..scraaaaaa…… a horrible screeching sound filled the young man’s ears as the man in black trudged along, wicked blade scraping against the concrete. The young man began to think, for the fright had muddled his senses. The man could run, but he knew the black clad figure would find him anywhere and murder him on the spot. The young man had run out of options. The brutal, cold hard truth that he was about to die took a huge toll on the young man’s mind. The young man moved for the first time in several minutes, several beads of perspiration dripped down his ashen face. The older man in black was within ten yards of the
Within the man’s grasp was a large meat cleaver. The young man shuttered violently from fright, he knew these were the last moments of his pathetic life. The figure in black started walking slowly and steadily towards the boy in blue. The rain and all other noises were dampened by the alley, an eerie deathly silence overtook the dark damp corridor. Scraaaaaaaa…..scraaaaa…..scraaaaaa…… a horrible screeching sound filled the young man’s ears as the man in black trudged along, wicked blade scraping against the concrete. The young man began to think, for the fright had muddled his senses. The man could run, but he knew the black clad figure would find him anywhere and murder him on the spot. The young man had run out of options. The brutal, cold hard truth that he was about to die took a huge toll on the young man’s mind. The young man moved for the first time in several minutes, several beads of perspiration dripped down his ashen face. The older man in black was within ten yards of the