Status: Fresh Start!!

Blood Streets

When I first moved to Stanshire, I never imagined so much shit would happen to me. I mean, I wasn't expecting everything to be love and peachiness either, but this?

I looked down at my bloody hands and then at the gun next to the disfigured body on the floor.

Sirens approached the grim scene and the only thing I could do was curl up into a ball and pull my hands over my face to cry.

Only one thought went through my mind at that moment:
This was the end.