Revenge (A Marble Hornets Story)

    The jay bird takes off at night
    Carrying his camera
    Trying to escape the nightmares

   The crow follows behind
    Mask covering his face
    The mask that made him devoid and empty.
    
    Not far behind, a corrupt soul stalks
    His frown cutting through the darkness of the night
    He's but the hollow shell of his former self.
    
    Lost in the dark, a stranger walks
    The dim moonlight reflecting off of his glasses
    He hunts the crow and jay bird
    Its the crow's fault

    Deep in the forest, the faceless man lurks
    Waiting for his four victims
    He caused this all
    He's the ring master

    The crow is the messenger
    And so is the frowning man
    The jay bird is but a victim of faceless man's games
    The one who hunts the crow and jay bird is the faceless man's puppet
    

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    Alex lie on the cold ground He knew this was the end of him. He choked on the blood pooling in his throat. Why this way? He thought. He was scared. He blamed Tim for all of this, but it dawned in him that maybe he was also at fault here. He let his mind be taken over. He let this happen, but Tim fought to keep all of this at bay. Maybe if Alex had fought harder, maybe none of this would've happened.

    Tim sat in his car. Looking at the two roads that lie ahead. No one ever really used this road, so he took his time. He didn't know where either road led to, he just wanted to put all of this behind him. "What if I didn't fight hard enough? What if this is all actually my fault?" He though out-loud. He had no one to comfort him. No one to tell him that it wasn't his fault. Because everyone was gone. Took a right turn, this road would take him past a forest. He wanted to get revenge, but he knew he wouldn't be able to defeat that thing. But he didn't care. An eye for an eye.

    Alex sputtered and coughed as he tried to sit up. He staggered to his feet, blood dripping from his neck. The regret he had felt just minutes ago, was gone. It was now replaced with a burning hatred. He was going to get his revenge, even if it was the last thing he did.