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Underground eXperts United
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[ End Of Noise ] [ By Bravemoore ]
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End of Noise
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by Bravemoore
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*BAM*
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"Damn those kids and their firecrackers!" his wife cried out. She had been
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having a headache for three days now and the noise outside had gotten her
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mad. Two of their five kids were sick, vomiting their guts out plenty of
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times a day. Their other children were in their room, reading books. The
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only thing disturbing the peace were those kids, shooting firecrackers.
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"I'll just go get some more juice, hon" he said, and closed the door
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behind him before she had the chance to reply.
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Well outside, he went around the house and headed right for the
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firecracker kids. They did not mind him, and kept on firing their black
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powder devils as he came up to them. The two rascals were around thirteen
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years old, and were having the time of their life.
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With his right hand, the man grabbed the shovel the kids had been using
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to build a snow "castle" and smacked the closest kid right over the face
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with it. The other kid was about to scream, but he got a piece of the
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shovel too, right to the stomach.
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Both kids were now on the ground, squirming in the snow like worms on a
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hook. For a moment, it was quiet, but the kid who got bitch slapped were
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building up a serious cry attack. With another swift whack, the shovel dug
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itself deep into the side of the kids head, splitting his ear exactly in
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half. There were still some sound coming out the throat of him, but two
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quick whacks to his head made him shut up.
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The other kid were laying on his side, still cramping from the blow and
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trying to catch some air to breathe. Just able to breathe, the kid
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whispered "heeelp". Will he ever be quiet? Grabbing the shovel with both
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hands over his head, the man skillfully separated the boy's head from his
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body after a few warming up blows. Two minutes later, the two dead bodies
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were all covered in snow. No traces were visible of any disturbance, nor
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any boys. He got to the store and bought two cans of orange juice.
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When he got back home, he heard the next door neighbors playing music
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very loud. His wife still complained about her headache. Two of his kids
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were still sick, while the rest of them were reading their books. The only
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thing disturbing the peace were those neighbors, playing their loud music.
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"I'll go over to them and ask them to turn down the music, hon" he said
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and closed the door behind him before she had the chance to reply. He
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walked over to the neighbor's door and put his finger on the bell.
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Incessant buzzing followed for one minute, until the door opened up and a
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visibly very angry neighbor stuck out his ugly face.
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"Stop that! I'll kick your teeth in, motherfu..." the neighbor began,
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when he was interrupted by the blow to the throat he just received. He fell
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on his back, grabbing his throat. The calm man leaned over his shocked and
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choking neighbor and said "you'll be quiet in a few minutes." He had just
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finished the sentence when the big rottweiler charged at him, going for the
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throat too. Instinctively, the man put his left arm in from of him, which
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the dog happily sunk its teeth into. Despite the intense pain, the man
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remained calm. With the dog still attached to his left arm, he forcefully
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pressed the back of the dog's neck against himself with his other arm.
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After that, a brutal push with his left arm forced the dog's head
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backwards, and its life to end with a loud snap. The man left the
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appartment, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
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At home, his wife were getting worse by the minute. His sick kids were
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still vomiting, while the others read their books. The neighbor upstairs
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were on the phone talking, no, screaming about this and that. Life's small
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problems, blown up beyond regonition in what resembled a conversation.
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The only thing disturbing the peace was that neighbor, letting the whole
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house know about her problems.
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"I'll go up and tell her to keep it down a little, hon" he said and
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closed the door behind him before she had the chance to reply.
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uXu #525 Underground eXperts United 1999 uXu #525
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Call KASTLEROCK -> +1-724-527-3749
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