Bye Jerry

Shit went down.

Just when we were getting a grip on the new place an old empty ghetto went magic-terrorist on us. Turns out Gerard was having a throwdown with Art, who turns out to be his kid. Drake did his wizard thing eye-to-eye with Gerard, tells him that if he’s really Jerry he’ll off Art himself. Motherfucking wizard man, he even pulled one over on me when he pointed that magic fire at Art before he shove it straight in Gerard’s chest! The dark messed-up thing that was Gerard blew clean out of the world grinning like he won something, then his bitch-ass cheap shot went off and we were up to our eyeballs in less ghouls than we thought we’d get.

Bye Jerry

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