Insanity is but a setback.

Prologue

"Yo Jack, you sure this is the right way?" I said as i was in my friend's car, a seat leon. Jack my best friend, that i knew the guy since i was six. God the memories we had, once we actually ('cuz we are absolute geniuses) made home made C4 and it set off car alarms in bloody trentham.

"Fuck me Johnny, yes i'm sure! Bloody hell!" He said in his sniper immitation voice from tf2.

"We're not at comicon yet mate, drop the accent." I simply said to him, his australian accent was so bad it nearly made my ears bleed. Well maybe that was an exaggeration, but it was still bloody bad.

He looked at me snickered and said "alright man, calm a' yo tits." He said back in his stoke accent, same as me. We were both born in stoke and never really left, we lived together in my grandfathers old house. He passed away in 2012, and my grandmother in 2016. Some say you can't live with life old friends but i beg to differ, we get along great.

After about 1.5 more hours of driving my blood brother finally said "Johnny, were here."

To which i replied with "Finally, hey you see that?"I said as i saw a call of duty stand.

"Yea, what about it?" He asked calmly.

I facepalmed and pointed to what was on the back seat. A full set of call of duty elite replica armor. It consisted of: an elite sentinel operator helmet, an elite atlas recon shirt, an elite sentinel operator loadout, elite KVA radical gloves, sentinel recon pants, elite orbital atlas shin guards, a pair of elite KVA radical boots and finally an elite atlas orbital exo which i made by finding a bunch of metal at the local scrap yard.

"Drop me off here, mate." I told him.

"Alright man, just meet me at the park later." He said as I got out of the car and went towards the booth, but not before getting changed into my anvanced warfare gear.

I hurriedly mad my way to the booth and first thing I saw was a crossbow, not just any crossbow though it was an elite advanced warfare crossbow. I just looked at the beautfull carving in the gold for a lengthy amount of time, before I realised how long I looked. I asked the salesman "how mutch for the crossbow there?"

The salesman looked at me, smiled and said "normally a hurndred pounds, but for you ill go seventy five and throw in a free acog and knife"

My face took an o shape and after a short while I asked "r-really man?"

"Oh yeah for that costume i'll go seventy five" he took the crossbow and knife off the wall, added the acog scope and gave it to me. At this point he was smilling evilly and said "enjoy"

Then i blacked out