Story Collab!

[GeneralSirens]

You see the homeless man's blood pooling on the hard concrete floor, the officer approaches with his weapon drawn screaming
"Police, put your hands behind your head and get on your freaking knees!".
You immediately comply and wait until he cuffs you, once cuffed you try to tell him what happened. All he states is ''That was my brother, I came to take him home and give him his medication''.

You realise now what you have done and fall to the floor with guilt. You feel sick, your vision is blurry and you pass out. You wake up in hospital with 2 police officers guarding you. You are in the private nexus hospital. They begin to drag you up and chuck you a suit. They inform you that they will escort you to the court in 10 minutes...

They get you up on your feet, you can barely stand. They walk you through the court doors to be faced by a sea of disgusted faces, they shout, they boo, they hiss. You stand trial for a good few hours until finally the man you saved is brought up.

The rest of the court is a breeze, until you hear the final verdict of "not guilty". You sigh with relief, as the homeless mans brother looks at you with burning hatred in you eyes. As you pass him to exit the court, he whispers to you, swearing an oath to have his revenge...

You take a cab to your home and go to bed but you cannot sleep for the dead man's face is stuck in your mind and his brother's promise of retribution haunts you, "what will he do?" "am I safe in my own home?" then you finally fall asleep but you do not dream. Then you are waken up by a loud smashing sound outside your home........

A few dreary steps as you get orientated. Your mind suddenly crams into overdrive. You run to the window to see the brother of the deceased with a grimace, as he straps a 12 gang of C4 imbedded in to his chest, swings his arms and the support of your home and he detonates, your life slows to an almost halt.
You find the floor has no longer any capacity and starts cracking and falling piece by piece slower than your mind can comprehend. As your mind throbs with excess blood from your muscles thrash down the canals. Your lungs become enthralled with dust as you fall in to the dirty mess of rubble and dust. Your body stiffens. Your vision fuzzy with flurries of red as you look down. Your body is like a zombie. Gashes cover your skin, finally, the pain rushed to your head you scream out like you never have before. Then your vision becomes shrouded with a black abyss. Your heart thumps and it resonates with in the inner confines of your unconscious Half-dead Carcass. (Do not use the lame add-on here, "He dies.")

(EDIT: He does not die by the way, PM me on how you thought of my add on.)

[Burrito Warrior]

You realise now what you have done and fall to the floor with guilt. You feel sick, your vision is blurry and you pass out. You wake up in hospital with 2 police officers guarding you. You are in the private nexus hospital. They begin to drag you up and chuck you a suit. They inform you that they will escort you to the court in 10 minutes...

They get you up on your feet, you can barely stand. They walk you through the court doors to be faced by a sea of disgusted faces, they shout, they boo, they hiss. You stand trial for a good few hours until finally the man you saved is brought up.

The rest of the court is a breeze, until you hear the final verdict of "not guilty". You sigh with relief, as the homeless mans brother looks at you with burning hatred in you eyes. As you pass him to exit the court, he whispers to you, swearing an oath to have his revenge...

You take a cab to your home and go to bed but you cannot sleep for the dead man's face is stuck in your mind and his brother's promise of retribution haunts you, "what will he do?" "am I safe in my own home?" then you finally fall asleep but you do not dream. Then you are waken up by a loud smashing sound outside your home........

A few dreary steps as you get orientated. Your mind suddenly crams into overdrive. You run to the window to see the brother of the deceased with a grimace, as he straps a 12 gang of C4 imbedded in to his chest, swings his arms and the support of your home and he detonates, your life slows to an almost halt.
You find the floor has no longer any capacity and starts cracking and falling piece by piece slower than your mind can comprehend. As your mind throbs with excess blood from your muscles thrash down the canals. Your lungs become enthralled with dust as you fall in to the dirty mess of rubble and dust. Your body stiffens. Your vision fuzzy with flurries of red as you look down. Your body is like a zombie. Gashes cover your skin, finally, the pain rushed to your head you scream out like you never have before. Then your vision becomes shrouded with a black abyss. Your heart thumps and it resonates with in the inner confines of your unconscious Half-dead Carcass. (Do not use the lame add-on here, "He dies.")

(EDIT: He does not die by the way, PM me on how you thought of my add on.)

You wake up moments later and regain your composure, although you are still very drowsy, upon waking up you notice a man in a balaclava outside with a Molotov cocktail. As the flames illuminate his body, you notice he has the same eyes as the policeman...

[Griffin]

They get you up on your feet, you can barely stand. They walk you through the court doors to be faced by a sea of disgusted faces, they shout, they boo, they hiss. You stand trial for a good few hours until finally the man you saved is brought up.

The rest of the court is a breeze, until you hear the final verdict of "not guilty". You sigh with relief, as the homeless mans brother looks at you with burning hatred in you eyes. As you pass him to exit the court, he whispers to you, swearing an oath to have his revenge...

You take a cab to your home and go to bed but you cannot sleep for the dead man's face is stuck in your mind and his brother's promise of retribution haunts you, "what will he do?" "am I safe in my own home?" then you finally fall asleep but you do not dream. Then you are waken up by a loud smashing sound outside your home........

A few dreary steps as you get orientated. Your mind suddenly crams into overdrive. You run to the window to see the brother of the deceased with a grimace, as he straps a 12 gang of C4 imbedded in to his chest, swings his arms and the support of your home and he detonates, your life slows to an almost halt.
You find the floor has no longer any capacity and starts cracking and falling piece by piece slower than your mind can comprehend. As your mind throbs with excess blood from your muscles thrash down the canals. Your lungs become enthralled with dust as you fall in to the dirty mess of rubble and dust. Your body stiffens. Your vision fuzzy with flurries of red as you look down. Your body is like a zombie. Gashes cover your skin, finally, the pain rushed to your head you scream out like you never have before. Then your vision becomes shrouded with a black abyss. Your heart thumps and it resonates with in the inner confines of your unconscious Half-dead Carcass. (Do not use the lame add-on here, "He dies.")

(EDIT: He does not die by the way, PM me on how you thought of my add on.)

You wake up moments later and regain your composure, although you are still very drowsy, upon waking up you notice a man in a balaclava outside with a Molotov cocktail. As the flames illuminate his body, you notice he has the same eyes as the policeman...

You stare into his cold, rage filled eyes and they widen in suprise as the bottle brakes suddenly and catches him on fire, you summon all your strength to drag yourself outside and you spot a small flash of light coming from a cliff edge like it came from a magnifying glass, your vision fades as you hear sirens screaming and praying that your luck will save you again........