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Drug Dealer Anon Prologue

By: MiroslawStanislav on Jul 25th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 2.00 KB  |  hits: 101  |  expires: Never
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  1. >So you're here
  2. >Stuck in your crack house giving the junkies their daily dose
  3. >You were rolling in cash, although it was good money, you felt empty
  4. >You watched as people's entire lives wasted away, crack, heroin, meth
  5. >Rule #1, don't take the shit
  6. >Well today you were going to break that rule
  7. >You wanted to kill yourself, but in the best way possible
  8. >You filled up a hypodermic needle with some heroin and filled your pipe with some crack, meth was placed in toilet paper and rolled up, parachuting it was called
  9. >You lit the pipe, took a long drag, tied your arm and injected the heroin, and parachuted the meth
  10. >You released the band on your arm
  11. >You felt it rushing
  12. >Your view was distorted, colors, lights, flashes, and it was constantly shifting
  13. >You couldn't stand
  14. >You could hear your heart beating in your chest, louder than you ever could, but suddenly
  15. >Your heart stopped
  16. >Today is the day you die
  17.  
  18. 1/x
  19.  
  20. >Light
  21. >So much light
  22. >You can barely see
  23. >You feel sick
  24. >Every part of your body aches
  25. >You turn over and throw up
  26. >Your eyes begin to adjust as the pain in your body begins to subside
  27. >You're stuck in a field
  28. >Right outside of a fancy town
  29. >It looks just like the village you dreamed of
  30. >Except not as colorful...
  31. >...and not as small
  32. >You looked down, finding yourself fully clothed with boots on
  33. >You checked your belt
  34. >Pepper spray, pistol, magazines, knife
  35. >Neck
  36. >Capsule
  37. >Back
  38. >Backpack
  39. Let's hope they allow open carrying in that village
  40. >You head off towards it.
  41.  
  42. 2/x
  43.  
  44. >Progressing through the fields of gold the sun shines down upon you
  45. >Strange, it isn't hot in the slightest, It's actually a little bit chilly
  46. >You look down to your watch
  47. >0700
  48. >Whelp, that means at least some shops will be open
  49. >Grab a bite to eat, grab a drink or two, get a cab
  50. >Wait
  51. >You look down at the road you're on
  52. >It's dirt
  53. >Who the hell still uses dirt roads
  54. >You look up
  55. >No contrails, not a plane to be seen... Or heard
  56. >This sucks
  57. >Nearing town, let's get this over with.
  58.  
  59. 3/3
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