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Pray for Daylight

Drac Von Stoller

Copyright 2012 by: Drac Von Stoller

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Just over the hill was this little town called Eadondale with a population of one hundred and twenty-five. Eadondale had one church, one school, one bank and one restaurant. Eadondale may not be as big as a big city, but if you ever came to visit you would think otherwise. Everyone left their doors to their house unlocked. Everyone smiled and waved to any stranger that came through this small town. The neighbors were always eager to lend a helping hand to anyone in need, but evil would be lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike at any moment.

The evil I'm talking about is a man by the name of Johnny Walker. Johnny is what you would call a true hell raiser. Johnny stood six feet two inches tall and drank a lot of beer. When he had just a little too much to drink he would get into fights at the bar. Johnny would like to drive his loud Harley Davidson motorcycle in the wee hours of the night, waking up all the neighbors in town. The only thing Johnny was good at is using his pickaxe that he always carried on the side of his motorcycle.

One night as Johnny did what Johnny does best, harassing people at the bar one man came up to Johnny and tapped him on the shoulder and sucker punched him.

Johnny fell to the ground and staggered up and said "You're going to pay for what you've done to me."

The man just laughed and kicked Johnny in the ribs. Johnny got up and spit blood on the ground, wiped his mouth off and limped over to his motorcycle and pulled out his pickaxe and while the man turned to walk inside the bar laughing, Johnny raised the pickaxe over his head and with one whack hit the man in the back of the head, and the man fell to the ground. Instead of panicking like any normal man would have done, Johnny spit on both hands and put his hands back on the handle of the pickaxe and axed him to death. Johnny spat on the man’s dead body and went over to his motorcycle and placed the pickaxe back on the side of the motorcycle and rode off into the night.

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