ChoiceHuit

You lie in the dirt, and close your eyes. After a long while of listening to life pass by, one of those parts of life comes near you. You open your eyes and see boots. Cr-UNCH. You feel your nose shatter as the boot collides with your face, and then your arms are seized and wrenched behind your back. "This one is worth a good bit on the market. Let's go" Something metallic tasting is trickling down your face, and you can only understand bits of what they are saying. You are led away. Click Here.