Chapter TwoI hate morgues a lot. The same thing can be said for doctor’s offices, hospitals, old folks homes, all of that. They just got on my nerves. The smell was horrible and my ever-so-slightly-keen nose made it 10 times worse. I really try to avoid them but apparently my dear old friend Mitch had other ideas. Mitch is quite average for an FBI agent but underneath his average mask, he wasn’t weak. He was well built and could probably lay me out without breaking a sweat. He had much training in martial arts as well as boxing. Today he wore black slacks to accompany a white dress shirt. His dark hair andChapter Two
Chapter OneYou know you've seen it all when giant demonic chickens chase you. Yeah, yeah, I know it seems ridiculous, but these bastards are real, unfortunately. I was running down the street at full sprint, pushing people out of the way as I did. They of course turned and shouted insults and angry cries. I didn't mind because I knew they'd follow my lead once some bird takes a bite at their fuming noggin. They were disgusting. The only word to describe them really. They had fangs (which I never saw on a chicken until today) long enough to bite through a person’s mid-torso, pale bare skin which was covered in feathers in feChapter One
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Work it Harder Make it Better Do it Faster Makes us Stronger More than Ever Hour After Our Work is Never Over
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Work it Harder Make it Better Do it Faster Makes us Stronger More than Ever Hour After Our Work is Never Over
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