I wanted to stop. I've killed so many, I've lost count. Their screams and death's that haunted me, made me feel good. But now… I can't take it anymore. After winning the Twisted Metal™ contest, I asked Calypso to take it away. All of it. But when he spoke those five words "Your wish, has been granted." I wish I just could of shoved them back down his throat, and let him choke on it. Because this isn't what I asked for.

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WARNING: Very mature use of language and physical content.