Its been at least a week since I set out to find the bastard who murdered my Goldie.
All I can think about is getting my revenge, and killing that motherfucker.
Right now im on my way to one of the scariest places in the city.
It's dark and and stinks of death. This is a bad place this farm.. people have died here.. the wrong way.
I turn around to see a vicious, growling, snarling wolf! I tried to calm it dow But the fucker tried to attack me!
I knock it out with my fist right before it crys and hits the ground.
I lean down to inspect the mut, when all of sudden a small figure comes running to his aid.
My eyes widene in amazement when I see exactly what it was...or who it was.
A little girl! No older than four. She had curly black hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. Tan skin, brown eyes and she was wearing a long sleeve black shirt and worn wripped jeans. By god she was tiny thing! And super skinny at that.
"Mickey!! My poor puppy" she said with sadness in her voice.
Its amazing how a little girl like her wasn't afraid of the damn thing.
She looks at me with sad brown eyes and I do my best to prevent her from crying.
"Its okay... he's just asleep."
She nods and continues to stroke his fur.
"Whats your name?" she asks in a cute voice.
"I'm Marv, what's your name pretty girl?"
She was about to reply, when a look of complete terror came across her face.
I quickly turn around and think to myself..
"Impossible! Nobody can sneak up on me that quick!"
Next thing I know, a neardy son of a bitch in a stripped sweater and glasses and sharp nails, is right behind me!
He scratches the hell out my face, but never says a word.
"It was you! You killed Goldie!" I scream before he knocks the hell out of me with a sledgehammer!
Everything gose black...