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Damned Fucking Shit
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Issue #25
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Title: Ed Part 2
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Date: 02/04/93
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By: Access Denied
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Ed Part 2
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A dark alley. Garbage, rats, homeless people. A homeless
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child walked through the alley, searching for scraps of food. She
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found a rotting banana peel. The girl picked it up and began to
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nibble on it. The banana was her first piece of food in three
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days. It was a big find.
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Her hair was very dark, very dirty. Her face was covered with
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the same dirt that covered nearly every other part of her body.
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She was probably eleven or twelve. She was lucky to still be
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alive. She had marks of being on the street. A large scar ran
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across her forehead, the results of a fight she had been unlucky
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enough to be near. Her fingers were grossly deformed, having been
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nibbled by rats in the freezing cold of winter. What teeth she had
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were brown or black. She was indeed in poor shape, someone who
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should die, and she wanted to die. Luckily Ed was right around the
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corner...
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Yes, Ed had returned!
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"You poor child, come here, I can help you." Ed said to the
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girl. "It must be terrible having to live like you do."
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"Yes. Please help me." the child replied.
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Ed helped the best he could. From behind his back he pulled
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his weapon of choice, a huge scimitar, so sharp that it had ripped
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the head off of a young child just hours before. It was still
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stained with her blood. Killing was Ed's hobby. Thirty-five kills
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was not the work of an amateur.
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The girl saw the sword. A look of terror filled her eyes.
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She turned to run, but she was weak from not eating. Before she
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had turned half way, her head was on its way to the ground. She
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was quite obviously dead. In an insane frenzy, Ed began to
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mutilate the child's body. It only took a few slashes to have
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eight pieces in front of him instead of two. The last slash must
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have hit something special. A dark green liquid began to squirt
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all over the alley. It formed into puddles before finally
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stopping. A dog ran up and began lapping at the puddles. Ed bent
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down and picked up the banana peel. With the tip of his scimitar
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he jabbed it through the roof of her mouth into her brain. He
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could see some of the grayish-tan flow through her nose. The dog
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began to nibble at the girl's stomach which was lying on the
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ground. Ed walked off, satisfied with his day.
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"Well, that was number thirty-six. Two in a day Ed. You need
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some rest. Well tomorrow's another day..." Those were Ed's
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thoughts as he drifted off to sleep. Two new decorations were on
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his wall. One with blonde hair, one with dirty black hair. Ed's
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dreams were of tomorrow... "Hmm.. that ugly land-lord of mine is a
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real nice guy..."
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