

Chapter 6 The BohemiansMark was walking home after a long day of work exhausted and just thinking about his comfy bed at the loft. He just wanted to sleep and be with his boyfriend Roger. He smiled every time he thought of Roger. Roger just made him feel so happy and so alive.Chapter 6 The Bohemians
As he turned into the familiar alleyway that he took as a shortcut he noticed something very strange. He saw a boy passed out in the snow and he was lying in a pool of his own blood. Oh my god, thought Mark, as he ran towards the boy. I have to get him to the loft and fast.
Mark ran to a nearby payphone and digged in his pocket for the little change he ha


Chapter 5 A New BeginningDrake woke up hearing the voice of the driver over the intercom. We are here now. Welcome ladies and gentlemen to New York City. New York City? Drake looked out the window. This will be a great place to start my career. I just need to find the perfect opportunity. The bus stopped an Avenue B bus stop. Drake had never been to the big city so he wanted to explore first. He immediately purchased a day pass so that he could ride the bus free for the day. He took a bus to Times Square and was amazed. It looked so much better in person than from the pictures he had seen of it. All the lights and billboards mesmerized him. ThChapter 5 A New Beginning


EBD - 1The Carnival never changed. Caiván wandered through the largely abandoned space, past the many unmanned stands and the few operating rides. The earth had been trodden to the point of destroying the spirit of growth. Or maybe it had been salted. Either way, the intent and result remained the same. Death. Yes, the Carnival had always been a place of death, and it was to this place that Caiván found himself returning, again and again. How many innocent children had been strapped to these rides, laughing with pure, innocent joy, only to meet their end as fodderEBD - 1


EBD - PrologueAm I... dead?EBD - Prologue
Blackness, blackness, heavy swimming fog. Memory? There is none.
What's... this feeling...
Head swimming. Want to breathe, can't. Memory? No. Light? No. But... sight. Hazy, grey sight.
Where... am I?
Caiván stood. No, he'd already been standing. But... wasn't he lying there? He stared at the charred pile of nothingness, the only source of light. Fading, weak light, true, but light nonetheless. And warmth. Bla
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*crunchGYAAAHthudcrashrattle... hackhackchokegarglerinserepeat... bloodcurdlingsream... thump*
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*crunchGYAAAHthudcrashrattle... hackhackchokegarglerinserepeat... bloodcurdlingsream... thump*
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*crunchGYAAAHthudcrashrattle... hackhackchokegarglerinserepeat... bloodcurdlingsream... thump*
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Now I'm speechless, over the edge
I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
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Now I'm speechless, over the edge
I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
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Now I'm speechless, over the edge
I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
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