Blood lusted monsters, on every god-forsaken corner!
I was outnumbered, and so were some Mexicans coming from the border!
I had two goals, sacrifice my self to save these Mexicans.
Or, Save myself, which would lead to the savings of millions of Americans.
I had these two choices, but I had to just pick one!
My Head was spiraling out of control, I knew that something was to be done.
I chose to save myself, and the outcome....
Every Mexican, Bludgeoned to death, by these demonic creatures, and I felt guilt.
I managed to escape with my life....But what was I to gain from this? A nice fluffy quilt!!!
No, this just made it much worse, remorseless monsters, Murdering and destroyoung another persons soul!
I have to turn back, and risk my life to avenging the demise of my loved ones, and the demise of these innocent people....that....THAT....is my true goal.
(To Be Continued)