Happy coincidences I still have not forgotten Digger's chilling words. On my fifteenth birthday, Wolfgang was drugged with Fentanyl and pushed off the balcony of our apartment on the seventh floor. Digger might not have been there in person, but I know for a fact, that this happened on his orders. How dare that grandiloquent turd breath, decide that he would execute a man on my birthday in my own home. There will be hell to pay... The one thing all these monsters have in common is, they think themselves indestructible and untouchable. None of them see me as a threat. This can only be to my advantage. I can get nice and close without them ever suspecting anything. By the time they realize I'm too close, it's too late. Time to take out the trash. My walk through this world is lonely and hard. Everywhere I look it seems there is only one law. Take advantage of, or become the prey of those that will. I yearn for terminal peace. However. There are a few things I must do before I allow myself that ultimate bliss. Most important. Take as many of these monsters as I can with me. Across the threshold where they can no long cause harm. I have lost my innocence long ago. My eyes are wide open. This is my sacrifice, my burden. To walk the earth as a lure, a bait. This pretty face brings death to those who wish to satisfy their unspeakable perversions or cause great harm to those who are unable to protect themselves. I am Tommy, the angel of retribution.
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