Eight

[offthepigs]

Another evening in a city that never sleeps, a city where even children are out past their bedtime. In a city where unknown horrors are lurking behind every corner, in every darkened alleyway. And people wonder where they go missing to. "I just sent little Johnny out to get some bread and milk," well fuck, the last time that I saw Johnny-boy he was

Comments

[modern_truths]

Are you capable of sharing anything useful?

[offthepigs]

Oh shit! It's the city's resident hand job. What brings you here?

[modern_truths]

I am looking for Roger Peter Davies. About fourteen years of age, brown hair and close to five feet. Answers to "Jolly".

[offthepigs]

No, really? You're not going to try to have me create a missing poster, also, are you?