Thursday, October ๐ 31st. ๐ The city ๐ streets ๐ก๐งฒ are crowded for ๐ป the holiday. ๐ค๐ฅณ Even ๐คทโโ๏ธ with the rain. ๐ฆ Hidden ๐บ๐ in ๐ the chaos ๐ is the element, waiting โณ to strike ๐ณ like ๐ snakes. And I'm ๐๐ there ๐ too. ๐ Watching. ๐ 2 ๐ years ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐คฏ of nights ๐ด have ๐ turned ๐ me ๐โโ๏ธ into ๐ค a nocturnal animal. ๐ฆ I ๐ฆ must ๐
choose ๐ฅ my โ๏ธ๐ฅ targets carefully. ๐ It's a big ๐ city. ๐ I ๐ can't ๐ be ๐ซ everywhere. ๐๐๐ But ๐ค they ๐ฉโ๐ป don't ๐ท know ๐ญ where ๐ I ๐ am. ๐ค We ๐ฏ have โ๐ค a signal ๐ฅ now, ๐ for ๐ when ๐ I'm ๐ needed. ๐คฒ When ๐๐ that โก๏ธ light ๐ก hits โ๐ฏ๐ฏ the sky, โ๏ธ it's not ๐
just ๐พ a call- ๐ it's a warning. โ To them. ๐ฟ Fear ๐ฑ is a tool. ๐ฐ They ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ think ๐ค I'm ๐ฅบ hiding in ๐ the shadows. But ๐ณ I ๐๏ธ AM ๐ฉ the shadows. I โ wish ๐๐ I ๐ could ๐ say ๐ฆฏ I'm ๐ making โ๏ธ a difference, ๐ก but ๐ท I'm ๐ not. โ๏ธ Murder, ๐คโด๏ธ robberies, assault- 2 ๐ฏโโ๏ธ years ๐ก later, ๐ they're ๐ all ๐ฏ up. ๐ And now ๐งโโ๏ธ this. This city's eating ๐ช itself. ๐๐ Maybe ๐จโ๐จ it can't โ be ๐คฐ saved, but ๐ i ๐โโ๏ธ have ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ to try. ๐ PUSH โ๐ฝ MYSELF. ๐ These ๐ nights ๐๐๐๐ all ๐ฏ roll ๐ฒ together ๐จโ๐ฆ in ๐ป๐ป๐ป a rush, ๐โโ Behind ๐ฅ๏ธ๐ค๏ธ the mask. ๐ท Sometimes ๐ in ๐บ the morning ๐
i ๐ฅ๐ซ have โญ๐ to force โ myself ๐๐ to remember ๐ค everything ๐ that ๐ฅบ๐ข๐ happened ๐ค๐๐