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Police sirens roar through the city streets. A woman screams. The moon is full and a man lurks in the shadows. The man holds a gun to his side and moves through an alley, his trench coat flapping in the wind. He pauses a moment and thinks about the massacare of his family. At ten-years-old, he murdered his first man trying to avenge them--a second man escaped. The sirens become louder. The woman shrieks. He moves forward, and the wind whips his face.
