Lin

  Lin way your average guy except the fact that he was super unlucky. He is always in the wrong place at the wrong time.

  Take today for example, Lin's last day on earth.

  Lin was a computer expert, past couple years he has database which will automaticly add more data by itself a seperate the information into various catagories. This was his life's work, and it was about to show the prototype to his boss but when he left his house, He was killed by a truck with the prototype gone forever.-----------------

  "Uhhh,what happhened". Lin said as he tried raising his hand to touch his face.

  Chink, A loud sound traveled from the dark little room. Feeling something hard and rusty on his arm Lin touched his wrist in disbelief as he felt the rusty chains on him locking him within the small dark room.

  "Ahhhhh, help please I dont know what's going on, all I remember is walking down the street and the-." Lin recalled that he was walking down the road when he heard a trucks horn and then blackness.

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  Hitting him even harder than the truck did, Lin held his head in his head as he went through his memeries and trying to find a reasonable explanation for everything.

  Coming up with explanation after explanation more unreasonable then the next. After calming down a little Lin relised that there was a counter in the courner of his vision which was rapidly reaching zero.

  5...4...3...2...1

  Stunned Lin read the blue screen over a dozen times before he went quiet and stopped moving.

  GOD DAMM*T, F*CK YOU UNIVERSE, YOU KILLED ME YOU DONT EVER SAY SORRY ALL YOU DO IT WRITE ME A F*CKING LETTER. cursing until his throat bled, was finally able to calm down.