The Sausage Creature strikes again.

The world is a worse place tonight.

What drives a man like Thompson to end it all…what, after everything in his life, is the final straw that could make him say, “that’s it.” Whatever it could be, it doesn’t give me hope for this world.

Farewell, Hunter, and thanks.

That is the Curse of Speed which has plagued me all my life. I am a slave to it. On my tombstone they will carve, “IT NEVER GOT FAST ENOUGH FOR ME.”

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