RUINED: Chapter One: Darker than a forest at night

Chapter One: Darker than a forest at night.

You're not telling me anything because I'm too stupid to listen, and too young, and you're too old, and we don't speak the same language.


Under pathological observation I would have been a John Doe, a no-account dead man in a reasonably clean shirt. I would have been an unidentified frozen corpse with multiple contusions having a series of previous abrasions and bruises, as if I lived the life of a street fighter; damages including a severe concussion from the first of the total of four lethal assaults conducted in the past few weeks, the last one designed to put me in the morgue.

Chapter two
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