"The genius .. The gang.. The Old Trees".. fifth story

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Slowly the road became familer more and more, signs he knows popped up from the dark window.. the cuffs digged more into his wounds and the already clotted blood around his wrists itched .. he was weak, tired and all the parts that he can sense of his body was too sour it could curse him if they could talk .. it was a long ride and he didn't even know where they were taking him till now when he saw the signs, the things he used to pass every day .. things he knows very well as for some time they were his only friends .. they were taking him home .. not his home .. the family home!
but ooh god, why ..why ..why ..
why now after all these times when they disowned him that long ago? why they are tracking him down now?

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