AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th

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     Thankfully, the video never played
during those times, but I knew it was  
only a matter of time before it hit me 
again, and this was gonna be it.       
     As soon as I knew we were going to
lose, the Darkness kicked in and start-
ed dripping that dark acid, and I only 
had a few minutes before that video    
would start-up again.                  
     To make matters even worse, I was 
getting way drunk and talking to the   
guy next to me.                        
     When I get drunk, my memory isn’t 
as good as it usually is, but I do     
remember something about comparing the 
election results to killing a cat.     
     I also remember the very last     
thing I said, “Even this is hilarious.”
     “What’s so fucking funny about    
killing a cat? Huh? Cat killer?!” the  
guy yelled and dragged me out the back 
door into an alley, followed by five of
his buddies.                           
     “What the fuck’s so funny about   
that?!!”                               
     By then, it wouldn’t be a question
anymore, but a reason for six guys to  
beat me half to death. After that first
punch, the video started up, and that’s
all I remember.                        
     After knocking me unconscious, one
of them decided to drop a fifty-pound  
rock on my head, and that’ll be the end
of your freakin’ ass.                  
     That’s exactly what he said, just 
as Pee Wee showed up.                  
     He used a bat to knock four of    
them off their feet with two swings,   
dropped the bat, and then pulled a     
couple automatics on the last two.     
     He smiled and said, “Party’s over 
assholes. Leave! NOW!!”                
     They had to help one of them walk,
but eventually, they all left.         
     It was like a scene from a movie, 
but unfortunately, I didn’t get to see 
any of it, because I was still out like
a light.                               
     After I woke up and told him what 
happened, he almost killed me himself. 
     He raised the bat and swung it    
over my head, and then let it fly. He  
then bent over for a couple seconds,   
before grabbing and slamming me against
the wall.                              
     “You’re lucky I love you like a   
brother, man, because otherwise you’d  
be dead right now.”                    
     I don’t blame him, or any of them,
for any of that.                       
     Killing a cat is not funny.       



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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th
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