IF he goes elsewhere the second it is confirmed an arrow will enter the left eye socket of Uncle B obliterating the eye and mincing the grey matter behind.
The impact in the inside of his skull sends him reeling back, he was dead before his lifeless corpse settled on his pc chair.
Besides what was now seeping out of the small hole at the back of his skull there was much less mess than one would expect, the head acting as a drip bucket of sorts.
Now after the furious typing of posts on bluemoon there was only silence.Vauxhall Cross 12:07pm
As Malroy entered the gleaming building looking over the thames the security guard gave the same practiced smile he had been told to afford those in senior positions, Malroy knew he would rather piss in his cup of earl grey.
He found the insincerity almost insulting, as if his happiness and contentedness depended on mundane actions of sterile politeness from strangers.
He found himself smiling at what his grandad told him all those years ago...
"Mark my words boy, this country is going to the dogs with all the red tape and bullshit"
Whoops, went of on a bit of a tangent there.
