“I have a growth on my soul.” “A tumorous, cancerous growth that’s wormed its way deep within my body and mind, tendrils choking me of happiness, healthiness.” “I want nothing more than to dig my hands into my skin, to … Read More
Jackson sits down in front of a Tombstone. The words ‘Here Lies CJ Thorpe’ engraved in the stone. Cade pours two glasses of whiskey, one for him, one for Joey. “You know, Joey, sometimes I think I forget why I … Read More
Jackson sits in the depths of Deathrow at a desk. He quietly cleans his pistol, turning it over to examine it. “You know, they say that any man can be pushed too far. All it takes is the right trigger … Read More
“Did you know that when that statute was written, the traditional way to settle the dispute was a duel.” “Both men armed with a pistol, they stand back to back. Once they take ten paces outwards they turn and fire. … Read More
[Cade sits before a pile of files, the name ‘Jasper Redgrave’ printed across the front.] “For years I really thought that Arcadia’s justice system was infallible. The perfect marriage of harsh and fair that insured the world around us ran … Read More
Jackson Cade stands in a disgusting alleyway, the sheriff looming over the motionless corpse of a vagrant. He examines him, a needle sticking out of his arm, a smile etched onto his face. Cade shakes his head, speaking into his … Read More
“Let me ask you a question, Jasper. What is inside of a bullet casing?” “You’re a smart man, so you must know that the confines of one are simple. You have gunpowder, primer, and finally a big shiny lead bullet … Read More
“The thing about adrenaline that no one tells you is what happens once it runs out.” CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! “As I wail away at the metal door in front of me, my fingers scratching against the rivets, blood seeping forth … Read More
Shaky bodycam footage shows us the front door of a decrepit old home. The owner of the camera pushes against the door, a terrible squeal coming from its rusted hinges as the officer pushes inside. “Entering the house now,” the … Read More
“Have you ever truly stared death in the face?” Sheriff Cade stands before a grave, one freshly dug. The tombstone atop of it reads the name ‘Blankenship’. “I always liked to think that of all these years, all the pain … Read More
