In a nick of time this bar turned into a madhouse. "Nothing we aren't used to aren't we" Pigs, black magic, toenails, stabbing and much more. This was indeed getting link so we decided not to order us an extra shot but to keep our mind clear. "We? you did, I'm not such a whimp like you" so we ordered only 1 extra shot.
We had a strong intuition about this circus, maybe it's faith that brought us together, maybe this would be the key. Let's see what we have here, A dead freak, a dead pet hand and its owner, a bunch of bullies. A drunk soldier and some others We can't make out what or who the hell they are. "More freaks, I'm allready stuck with this one. Shut it and drink your shot."
