COLLATERAL DAMAGE

P U P P E T

My life as I know it was taken from me. Murdered in cold blood. Now left with nothing but scattered pieces of my once perfect life, and a shell of the girl I used to be, stuck with a monster who carries a hollow heart. A broken engine. A Clown with an act for vengeance in blood. She speaks as if she knows me but won't confess. I will get to the bottom of this. I will uncover her secrets buried deep within these walls. Can I be the final piece in her broken engine to bring her back to life?

Will I be her salvation?

Will she be my beginning or my end?

P U P P E T E E R

This was meant to be my final act but life had other plans. Gifting me karma on a silver platter for my sins. Now stuck with a grieving girl who harbours a death wish in my presence. I will not apologise for my pain, only that this was never part of my plan. She was never meant to be a part of my show. She is simply Collateral damage caught in the crossfire of my ravenous revenge with a now, incessant need to fix me. Fix something that cannot be fixed.

She will be my undoing.

Will she be my beginning or my end?