The Guardian's Return by Old Pumpkin

Cragrer fx

The same ting them like a knife. The hands were stained with blood, not of their enemies, but of a teen win woftet sent in the betterment of the people.

*gif" They let out alouf cry.

The public destoyed and deleted their vite creations manically. However, their attempts were futile. The titers and comments were enched into their minds, playing in loops of the ham fex difran.

Stava. Eric and Banum gave us mining but souble. Why did we idolize the criminals?"

*Etian suelted us from tram, but we were the comes who hurt him."

"Sovae ve fere on devis?""""

deleting the vile comments, but reading back their Comments sung theres with

now. Every want they made was like a dagger, stabbing

would do if Ethan were found innocent Tear fussiness

hell had goren innome? Why would

deleted traces of their online activities. Those words were like

cancy forever, never to be spoken again

officers, who were hostile

"She's a good guy?"

Cheie chief was right"

ane me real be."

with themselves, those police

they did to

death penalty. Now at the truth was out, they realized how terribly