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                  Death is a funny thing.                  
                      -by zixten230-                       
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                         Prolouge                          
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Prolouge
Dennis was not very happy today.He had moved to Stockholm a couple of weeks ago,and he is now looking for a sustaining job that he can pay his rent with,and other nessities.All seemed okay at first,but now it was a long time ago since he had been smiling or been happy overall.He had very few friends,ethier they were at his previous home,or they were in another city.Being alone in a big city was not what was disturbing him though,it was finding a decent job.When he arrived,he had quiet a big stash of money with him,but now that money was running out and he was in a lot of trouble.He was just walking home from a intervue,and he had a small chance,a very,very,small chance at getting that job.But he didn't think it was gonna go off.