A pale, bone-thin man was sitting on the ground, wearing a motley assortment of ragged clothing. A man wearing a suit that just got off of work walked over to him, offering money.
"God bless you." The thin man said, knocking his black cane over. The man in the suit picked up the cane and suddenly felt a surge of pain.
"You are Abel." A voice inside of the man's head said. "I control you. I am Cain."
"I am Abel." The man said as the bone-thin man fell over, dead. "You control me. You are Cain." The new Abel's face grew paler as Cain absorbed his soul, the process beginning again.
And a new terror upon the world was reborn.
