B Disclaimer: I don't own JTHM. I own Amy. But she's not really an issue anymore, huh?

The beginning is Nny talking to himself, OK? It's a little weird.

This chapter is where the story starts to get all weird.

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No point left in living anymore.

I lost everything I gained since the last time.

I want to crawl under a rock and die.

My God, my tourniquet, um...da da dee....how's it go?

Damn, I need to find Fallen...

*Nny sat up. He was on the floor in his basement. He gave a hollow sigh. He'd only just returned from the hospital. He stood up.

"Maybe I'll go to the bar and kill some wasted teenager," Nny muttered to himself, leaving the house.

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Some time later, Nny leaped out of his car outside the bar. He strode inside, trench coat whooshing out behind him as he entered. People stared. He shoved a knife down the neck of some hammered teen boy and then sat down at the bar.

"You want something?" the bartender asked.

"Hmmmmm," Nny thought, tapping his chin.

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A while later, Nny couldn't judge exactly how long it had been, Nny could barely see straight. He looked around.

"Hey doc," he said to the bartender, and then laughed like crazy.

"Weirdo," the bartender said. Nny was too drunk to hear him. He glanced around for someone to talk to. Sitting a few bar stools away from him was a familiar face. It was a (obviously very intoxicated) Devi.

"Devi!" Nny said, sounding like a giddy circus clown.

"Hiya Nny," Devi said, a slight slur in her words. Nny started laughing at nothing in particular.

"Hey let's get outta here," Nny said.

"OK. Wanna go somewhere.?" Devi asked. Nny dropped his head onto the counter and snorted.

"OK." he said.

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Outside the bar, Nny threw up in the parking lot and all over Devi's boots. She didn't seem to notice.

"Let's go somewhere," she said. Nny laughed again, this time hysterically.

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Shortness, but more proceeds closely. ^_^ Fear not.