I never thought it would end like this.

Here I am, standing in a large room of an abandoned factory. My clothes are scorched and tattered. The floor littered with debris and slick with blood. The roof above me and the walls around me are utterly demolished. There are three bodies in the room with me, two dozen others elsewhere in the building. Standing in front of me are seven men, each with guns trained on me. My eyes are red from crying. I’m scared of what will happen. I’m not ready to die, even though I likely deserve it. I really never thought it would end this way. But then again, since last week, my life has been anything but normal.

My name is Sam Stanton. This is the story of how I got here...

Chapter 1

It all started a week ago.

Back then, I was just another face in the crowd. An unremarkable person living an equally unremarkable life. An unremarkable life that had recently gone straight to hell, leaving me at the shit end of the stick.

I had a great family. A mom and a dad who were very loving and supportive, a 13 year old little brother who looked up to me, a surprisingly sweet 17 year old younger sister and my 25 year old big sister. She was older by two years, but she was engaged to be married and had a great career in law ahead of her. Doesn’t sound too bad, right? Too bad my family had all been killed by some insane criminal a month before. The cops tell me I must have left the house no more than an hour before this sick bastard showed up and killed everyone. I don’t know if that was supposed to comfort me.

Previous Page Next Page Page 2 of 88