The Forsaken’s Weapon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

“What—”My eyes dropped to the gun still clutched in his hand. Had Reed— He had.He was looking at me openly, not denying what he did.What the fuck?“What did you just do?!”But I know what he did. He just killed two helpless girls, two out of the only two witnesses we had on the case. There’s no explanation he can give that will fly. He just murdered these girls in cold blood.Why?At that moment, I actually contemplated killing Reed. Right there and then, I really did. My fingers were itching to pull the trigger. So I did.But still, I didn’t shoot to kill. The bullet grazed his arm leaving a long line of blood. He winced, clutching at it, then grinned at me.The fucking bastard must be compromised, he must be working for someome. My bullet grazed his arm and I ducked and rolled, expecting him to fire back. He didn't. And not only did Reed trigger-happy Campbell not shoot at me, he turned and ran out of the room clutching his bleeding arm.I followed after him immediately.“Stop

How fitting it is for the gates to my prison to open on my birthday. It's almost a cliche; reborn on the day I was born. Except I really didn't fucking care for things like birthdays and symbolisms anymore.I never thought this day would come. I'd tried to appeal my sentence multiple times, about six in the first year. But something kept blocking it. I never even heard back to be told it was rejected, and as the years went by I lost all hope. I had resigned myself to spend the full forty years in prison wasting away, paying for a crime I didn't commit.I stepped out through the gates, slowly. Then I walked out of the premises, bare, with clothes from the lost and found.The last few years had been rough, especially because there were a couple men I put away in there with me. They pushed me around, stealing the measly trinkets I earned and took the opportunity to needle me. I took it in stride for the first two full years because at night I cuddled up with the idea that I'd soon be