The Man pt 2
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The man walks down the street unnoticed. He was well hidden within the crowd. His dark sunglasses covered his clear blue eyes. When he walked it was like a mirage. Like a distorted, blurry moving picture. No one noticed unless he wanted them to notice him. He removed his glasses as he stepped into a hospital. He spent a lot of his time here. It was filled with many sick, dying people that needed to be helped to the other side. The man had been on this Earth many years. He's been here throughout the wars, dinosaurs and the creation of Earth itself. He remembers it like it was yesterday. But yet he can not quite remember how many years he had been alive. Him and the Creator himself were together when the darkness ruled over the universe. For that many years it has been his job to carry those who’s time on Earth was over into the afterlife, whether it was good or bad. He is the Angel of Death. He is Death. And his job will never be over.
ns 15.158.61.8da2
