Epilogue
Two Years Later I stood just across the street, hidden in the shadows within the alleyway. The building across from where I stood was in flames, you could hear the screams coming from within, but it was far too late for them. Sirens could be heard a few miles down the road, it would be far too late to save them by the time the fire trucks and police arrived. This was something that was carefully planned out to the very last detail. I needed the time to heal and recover. I needed time to mourn over those I lost that day. Ajax stood close by and his voice was soft and low, but my sensitive ears picked it up "do you really want to be standing here when the police finally do arrive? They're going to start asking questions, you know this right?" I couldn't help but to let the small laugh esca
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