" I say, old chap. Do you think we could settle for a quid?" I looked at the ghostly looking figure standing there. "Hey, I am talking to you. Do we settle?"
"Hard negotiator, huh? I seen worse." I shuffled my feet. "Lots of bout on my feet."
"What is this? A covenant? I never signed one like this. You sure its my signature." I frowned. "My creator signed that? Before I was born. DNA certified. My Dad signed for me? He was illiterate."
"Oh, you meant HIM." I sighed. "Life never was fair. Lead the way for me to Hell."
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For our tenure for the having to enjoy a lifetime here, we had all signed a covenant to leave when its time. Its just that some of us lived badly so we get the subway instead of taking to the skies.
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Act Zero Scene Three We were allies. The defenders of the warehouse code, named Seven, looked at the boys gathered there. They h...
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