Exhaling slowly, Gary placed his controller on the desk along with his headset. He then reached into the back of his closet and pulled out a dusty lockbox and its contents. Heading down to the apartment below him, he knocked on the door. Matt opened the door. "Why aren't you playing?" Matt asked with a puzzled face. "Excuse me for one minute," Gary said, stepping past Matt into the apartment.

John took a fist full of May's bloodied golden hair, pulled back her head, and hit her with a right cross. Blood spewed out of her mouth, and the aggravated man dropped May's head.   May silently snarled, still working on her writs. She gasped softly, realizing she had done it. Her hands were free. Action time.

You sit and puff your cigar Making me feel obsolete, though now ignored, you one pursued How could this happen? It's so bizarre Where once was hope, there is now defeat My broken heart came unglued