by |Cornelius| » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:01 pm
Sitting there for centuries. Fading away. All I see is skeletons people laughing and running away from me. People stare and make faces. I see crime scenes next to me. People on top of my building in my personal space. The bad guy simply runs the blood on me. I'm just another object. No ones cares about me. Well I think it's time for a little revenge.