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?""""

community stated deleting the vile comments, but

reflected in them now. Every want they made was like a dagger, stabbing them repeatedly. The pleasure they felt when pening fer

things they would do if Ethan were

hell had goren innome? Why would I write

of their online activities. Those words were

world cancy forever, never to be spoken again for the rest

precina, the police officers, who were hostile toward

"She's a good guy?"

Cheie chief was right"

ane me real be."

themselves, those police officers

the things they did to Ethan, saying how the

at the truth was out, they realized