Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand?
And wouldn't it be great if we were dead?

You hit the floor as three bullets came flying through your door. One of the men easily kicked the door open.

And in my honest observation
During this operation
Found a complication in your heart
So long, 'Cause now you've got (now you've got)
Maybe just two weeks to live
Is that the most the both of you can give?

They came straight at you

One, two, one two three four!

LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Well come on,
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Oh motherfucker,

They grabbed you from all sides and one of them shoved a gag in your mouth.

If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing?
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why am I dead?

One man hit you on the back of the head with the back side of his gun.

DEAD!

And everything went black.

(Spooky Scary Time skips send shivers down your spine.)

You woke up several hours later seeing nothing but a bright white light. You blinked several times in attempt to adjust to this sudden brightness.

Once your eyes had adjusted somewhat you looked around at your surroundings. The light seemed to be coming from above you while in front of you seemed to be chairs? Wait were you in a theater? It was a possibility.

You looked around once more and noticed a figure slowly approaching you. You tried to yell out to them but you were still gagged. You flailed around in attempt to make any noise but you found your were bound with thick rope to a chair.

The figure was still approaching you as you continued to flail about. The figure came straight up to your face as you tried to choke back tears. You were scared for your life. The figure slowly took your gag off. The figure then spoke.

"You are going to tell us everything about Sherlock Holmes, you got that you little bitch." Said a thick male American accent. "WHO THE FUCK IS HE!?" You screamed. You felt his hard fist connect with your jaw. Tears were now spilling out of your eyes. "You will tell us EVERYTHING, YOU GOT THAT BITCH!"

You needed a diversion and you needed one fast. You didn't know who Sherlock Holmes was, you had never even heard the name. The one thing you did know though is that you wouldn't be able to convince this man that you didn't know anything, therefore a diversion was your best bet.

"When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band." You started to sing

"He said, 'Son when you grow up,
Would you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?'
He said 'Will you defeat them,
Your demons, and all the non-believers,
The plans that they have made?'
'Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join The Black Parade.' "

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" Screamed the man at you before your felt his fist connect with your head again.

"When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, 'Son when you grow up,
Would you be the saviour of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?'" You continued to sing, louder this time.

Smack

"Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all to know."

Smack

"We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it."

Smack

"A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call"

Smack

"To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches"

Smack

"On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all"

SMACK

"DO OR DIE YOU'LL NEVER MAKE ME
BECAUSE THE WORLD WILL NEVER TAKE MY HEART
GO AND TRY YOU'L NEVER BREAK ME
WE WANT IT ALL, WE WANT TO PLAY THIS PART
I WONT EXPLAIN OR SAY IM SORRY
IM UNASHAMED IM GUNNA SHOW MY SCAR
GIVE A CHEER FOR ALL THE BROKEN
LISTEN HERE BECAUSE ITS WHO WE ARE
IM JUST A MAN, IM NOT A HERO
JUST A BOY WHO HAD TO SING THIS SONG
IM JUST A MAN, IM NOT A HERO
I
DONT
CARE!"
You were screaming now

SMACK

"We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on"

SMACK

"Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part We'll carry on" You started to choke up now.

SMACK

"Do or die, you'll never make me We'll carry on
Because the world will never take my heart We'll carry on
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
We'll carry on!" You were spitting and choking on blood by this point.

You were waiting for a final smack to put you out of your misery but you were interrupted by a gun shot...

...And the man in front of you...

...was dead.

Another figure came toward you at a sprint and you flinched when he came up to you, thinking he worked with the American man of torture.

"Sherlock Holmes," said a male British voice coming from the man standing before you. He quickly cut you free of the ropes that were tying you to the chair. He helped you stand up and took your hand. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

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Hope you liked it my sporks!

Until tomorrow!

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